This night, fate did not favor Summer Mountain.

There was nothing to do all night, and at seven o'clock in the morning, Xia Shan went for a run around the community for morning exercises, and after running, he played two sets of punches.

It's just that from beginning to end, I didn't see the short-haired girl that day again.

Wash up and shower, after breakfast, 9:50.

Xia Shan came to the sentry box.

Song Yun was standing there.

It was almost ten o'clock, the sun was scorching, and Song Yun did not hide in the sentry box, but stood outside.

As soon as she saw Xia Shan coming, she greeted her, "Didn't you sleep last night?"

Xia Shan looked at her with a worried look on her face, and some indescribable feelings, "I can't sleep, what's wrong?"

Song Yun pulled across Xia Mountain and walked to a no-man's corner behind the sentry box.

There was no one around, and Song Yun asked Xia Shan in a low voice, "That's what Officer Song said when he was looking for you yesterday?"

"You know, too?" Xia Shan looked at Song Yun curiously.

"Nonsense! This Officer Song is really ......" Song Yun whispered before he said to Xia Shan: "He also told me about this, but it actually has nothing to do with you." You don't have to take it personally, his news is uncertain. ”

Speaking of this, Song Yun paused, looked at Xia Shan, and asked curiously, "Hey, you and Officer Song also know each other?"

"Uh...... Seen twice. Xia Shan explained casually.

"Oh. Song Yun didn't dwell on it here, she just stared at Xia Shan with watery eyes, "You don't have to worry about this, standing guard during the day and keeping an eye at night, your body will be unbearable...... Or...... Shall I give you a new position?"

Xia Shan's scalp was numb from Song Yun's eyes, and he turned around and ran towards the sentry platform outside, "It's ten o'clock!

Watching Xia Shan go away, Song Yun smiled slightly and shook his head helplessly.

Xia Shan had just stood on the sentry platform, and the car from Nanjiang Water Town yesterday had arrived at the door again.

Song Yun ordered, so the three security guards in the guard box didn't come out to say anything.

It's just that the car stopped when it drove in front of Xia Shan, the window was lowered, and the co-pilot's little girl stretched out her hand, "Meet me, my name is Shen Lingxuan, and I am the youngest in the family, so they generally call me Shen Xiaoya." ”

The little girl's hand stretched out for a long time, and Xia Shan had to hold it gently.

After a slight pause, Xia Shan replied: "Summer Mountain, summer summer, mountains and rivers." ”

Xiaoya withdrew her hand and looked at Xia Shan curiously, "Are you really a security guard?"

Xia Shan nodded and smiled slightly, "What?"

Xiaoya looked at Xia Shan's face, and suddenly became serious, "Little brother, what's so good about that old woman...... I'm young and live well, or you should consider me~"

Saying that, Xiaoya also threw a wink at Xia Shan.

Xia Shan's face immediately turned pale, and he said with a straight face: "This young lady, I don't know what you're talking about. It's working time and I can't make small talk. ”

"Huh~" The little girl pursed her lips, "Good luck for the old woman~"

The car window slowly closed, Da Lang also retracted his gaze, he slowly drove into the community, and asked Xiaoya suspiciously, "How am I inferior to him?"

Xiaoya looked at Da Lang's face seriously for a few seconds, and hit the nail on the head, "Yesterday, at first glance, you and him were short of a Meitu App, but today I took a closer look...... At least two worse. ”

Xiaoya patted Da Lang's shoulder comfortingly, "You don't understand, for us women, appearance is justice." ”

Da Lang looked arrogant, "I don't believe it, Sister Yun is not such a superficial person!"

"Xiaoya is right, I'm so superficial......"

In Song Yun's office, Song Yun said to Da Lang.

"No! I don't believe it!" Da Lang covered his heart and lay down on the sofa, "My heart hurts so much......"

Song Yun looked at Da Lang with an exaggerated face, a little helpless, "Save it, the acting skills are too much, and they are not qualified." ”

Xiaoya smiled "poof", hugged one of Song Yun's arms and said, "Brother Da Lang thought about it all night last night, and I think you may think he is not interesting......

"Okay~" Song Yun pushed Xiaoya away, "You can't just come here to chat with me, right?"

Da Lang sat up, his face became serious, "Of course, when you come to Huacheng, you have to visit the landlord......

Xiaoya leaned into Song Yun's ear again, and said in a voice that seemed to be a low voice that anyone could hear: "Old Man Pan gave him a death order, Sister Yun, if you don't have hope, let him definitely take down the Qin family." ”

Da Lang glared at Xiaoya, with murderous anger in his eyes.

Xiaoya hid behind Song Yun all of a sudden, and hummed pitifully, "Sister Yun, he murdered me~"

Song Yun didn't move, as Xiaoya went to make trouble, she herself looked admiring, "Old man Pan is smart, the two flowers in Huacheng and Nanjiang are blooming, and they are strong together! Come on Dalang, you can do it." ”

"Sister Yun......" Dalang wanted to defend.

Song Yun interrupted first, "I know, you only have me in your heart, and the one who went to see the Qin family was just going through the motions on the orders of the old man." I know everything, go for it, go for it......"

"Sister Yun understands my ......"

"Da Lang, you're so disgusting~" Xiaoya poked her head out again.

Da Lang glared at Xiaoya fiercely, and then said to Song Yun: "Sister Yun, let's go!"

"Hurry up!" hey, wait......" Song Yun thought for a moment, "Forget it, I'll go with you too." ”

"Sister Yun, you're so nice......"

"Da Lang, you are disgusting......"

......

There are villas in Gordon Hills, but there are also single-family, double-detached, and townhouse types.

After all, even if they are the highest group of people, there must be a distinction between them.

And the Qin family's villa is naturally the single-family villa that claims to be the location of the king of the building.

Different from the name of the king of buildings in most communities, it is just a simple central location of the community.

The layout of Gordon Villa is actually a master's shot, and there is a hint of feng shui inside. Feng Shui is also a science, but there are too many details, it is not widely circulated, there are no rigorous formulas and theorems, and in the eyes of most people, it is just superstition.

However, Feng Shui is indeed not a superstition.

The king of Lou in Gordon Hill is the real king of Lou.

Whether it is lighting, ventilation, topography, and even the surrounding roads, they have been reasonably designed.

Living in this kind of place every day, it is a metaphysics to say that there is really luck to improve, and it is absolutely impossible, but it is a fact that the physical state and emotional state will have a better environmental foundation.

A healthy body, a good attitude, and sufficient knowledge and insight are the general trend of achieving all wishes.

Qin Kesong sat on the right seat in the center of the hall, with an abyss.

Her eyebrows were like knives, her expression was cold, and she looked a little repulsive to people thousands of miles away. And there is a little smile on the corner of his mouth, so as not to make people feel hostile.

"Nanjiang four people are here for three, I don't know if you have any advice?"

"No advice. Da Lang's face was calm, and he said lightly, "I have had two hands with Miss Qin in the past few years, and I have suffered some small losses, and I admire them in my heart." So this time I came to Huacheng by chance, and I still have to come to see him. ”

Compared with Pan Dalang and Qin Kesong, Song Yun and Xiaoya seem much more casual, and they almost don't care about business, so they don't have any grudges.

Xiaoya looked at the Qin family's villa boredly at this time, and after reading it, she gave Song Yun a look - "Da Lang Tienan, the atmosphere is so stiff as soon as you come up, it's hard to do~"

Song Yun did not respond to her.

On weekdays, as the property manager of Gordon Hills, she is in charge of all personnel, security, environment and other powers, and she has also had contact with Qin Kesong, and the relationship can be said to be very good.

Song Yun leaned back on the sofa at this time, his expression was casual, "Ke Song, where is the little girl of the Leng family?"

Facing Song Yun, Qin Kesong smiled a little gently, "She is playing upstairs by herself...... She was still young, not old enough to come forward. ”

Song Yun waved his hand, "Da Lang is still young, why don't you let him go up and play with the little girl of the Leng family......?"

Saying that, Song Yun twisted Da Lang's face, "Come, laugh." ”

Da Lang couldn't cry or laugh, and he was ashamed and indignant in his heart. Under Song Yun's claws, he had to show a smirk.

After Da Lang, Qin Kesong could not escape the clutches of the devil. Fortunately, Qin Kesong was two steps away from Song Yun, and before being moved, Qin Kesong took a step forward and smiled generously, "Sister Yun, I know." ”

"That's right...... Song Yun had already walked in front of Qin Kesong, and seeing that Qin Kesong had also let go of her prejudices, she smiled with satisfaction, "Everyone is young, and the grievances of the older generation are in charge of our." I'm going to cook today, Croissant, and I'll eat at your house at noon. ”

"Sister Yun cooks, I can't ask for it. Qin Kesong turned his head and ordered a middle-aged man behind him, "Let Ah Leng come down." ”

Song Yun originally planned to go to the Qin family's kitchen, but suddenly looked at the other man behind Qin Kesong, and his expression was a little puzzled.

This man looked to be about forty years old, with a square face, pursed lips, standing straight and motionless, and at first glance it looked a little similar to the temperament of Xia Shan when he stood guard.

"This is the one next to your father......" Frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Song Yun asked Qin Kesong with some hesitation.

The man still didn't move, and he didn't speak.

Qin Kesong turned around and replied with a smile: "Sister Yun, have you seen Uncle Jian?"

"It's really ......" Song Yun's pupils contracted for a moment.

If this man is really Qin Kesong's father's personal bodyguard......

So......