Chapter 2: Forgetting with the years
She Mountain Scenic Area.
Several luxury sedans stood in the parking area of the most lavish villa in Purple Garden, a property spanning twenty mu. People passing through the neighborhood could generally tell whether any of the parked cars belonged to the owner's astonishing twenty-million-yuan collection of five vehicles. If not, they knew the most expensive and mysterious villa in the entire development was receiving distinguished guests that day.
Su Can sat upright, watching Tao Qing bustle back and forth.
A housekeeper set a platter of fruit on the table with a smile. "Su, Auntie Tao arranged this for you herself. Have some."
"Auntie Zhao," Song Zhen said, "it's rare for her to be this restless. Just let my mother do it. You and Auntie Wang should sit down and rest."
The two housekeepers had accompanied them abroad long ago and had now returned from the United States with the mother and daughter. When Su Can first entered, he had mistaken them for relatives of Song Zhen's, perhaps a pair of aunts. Their bearing and conversation were impressive in every respect. On reflection, anyone serving as a steward or housekeeper for the Song Family, with an enterprise as large as Senchuan Group, could hardly be ordinary.
The woman called Auntie Zhao repeatedly waved off the suggestion, then helped around the edges with the other matronly housekeeper. Occasionally, they watched the two young people from a distance and smiled. Song Zhen's cheeks reddened, and she glanced at Su Can several times, looking slightly embarrassed.
Tao Qing prepared gifts for Su Can to take away. Unable to refuse, he also stayed for a meal at Song Zhen's home. Finally, the three sat at the table, and before long, several luxury cars arrived outside.
Su Can looked