Wei Zhiguo exchanged pleasantries with Leng Youchen for a moment and then warmly invited them in.
Though the Wei Family Villa was not as luxurious and imposing as Dongshan Villa, it still had the full flair of a rich household, with its Chinese-style courtyard and ornately decorated beams and columns, all very charming. Passing through the screen wall at the entrance, one would enter the main house.
Once inside the main house, the furnishing consisted entirely of rosewood furniture, exuding a discreet opulence.
Mrs. Wei came over, took her daughter by the hand, and attempted to catch up on old times. Anning withdrew her hand, placing it on her knee instead. Everything here felt foreign to her.
Except for the lady in front of her, who inexplicably made her feel a sense of closeness.