Emperor Mingyu, the most expensive villa park in Jinghai City, there are only three independent villa parks in the entire park, and the price is so expensive that it is scary, and Tang Ran can not afford it in his life.

Getting out of the car, Tang Ran had already seen the word Yiyuan written on the raised foyer.

In front of the villa, Xie Bo and an old housekeeper over fifty years old had been waiting for a long time, followed by four aunts who seemed to be dressed as maids, and then behind them, there were two rows of more than a dozen security guards, standing solemnly on both sides of the Memory Garden.

Looking at the two words Yiyuan above, Tang Ran always felt that the word Yi was inexplicably familiar.

"Miss Tang Ran, Miss Tang Ran?" Xie Bo's voice sounded, interrupting Tang Ran's thoughts.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's the first time I've seen such a big garden, and I thought I'd be in some park." Coming back to his senses, Tang Ran said with a smile.

"Can the park be compared to our memory garden?" Behind the old housekeeper, a maid in her twenties said, looking at Tang Ran with obvious disdain in her eyes, obviously treating Tang Ran, who was dressed rustic, as a hillbilly in the countryside.

Working as a servant in this elegant, noble and luxurious garden has raised a sense of arrogance in his bones, feeling superior to others, and looking down on people who have never seen the world.

"I was wrong." Tang Ran said with a smile, she came here to treat her second brother, not to be the master, so there is no need to be too stiff with the servants here.

It's just that if you don't mess with her, it's okay, otherwise, don't blame her.

"Miss Tang Ran, the boss works in the company and hasn't come back for the time being, this is Comber, the housekeeper of Yiyuan, and the accommodation arrangements for you and Mr. Tang Jin are all arranged by Comber." Raising his hand, Xie Bo introduced.

"Miss Tang Ran, hello." Comber said with a smile, sure enough, he was a butler, whether it was etiquette or smile, it seemed appropriate, decent and elegant.

"Hello, I'll be sorry for you in the next few days." Tang Ran said politely.

"Yes, foreign cars can't enter the Memory Garden, there is still a little distance from here to the Moon Tower, the car is ready, trouble Miss Tang Ran and Mr. Tang Jin!" Comber said that there was already a car behind him, and the four male servants, with stretchers and wheelchairs, were ready, so to speak.

In the car, Tang Jin, who had just woken up, was transferred to the car of Yiyuan with the help of a maid, and Tang Ran followed into the car, passed through the elegant and romantic European-style white picket fence, and drove into Yiyuan.

"Comber, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go back to the company and report to the boss first." Seeing that Tang Ran had already gone away, Xie Bo said.

"Mr. Xie, don't worry." Comber said with a smile.

Xie Bo nodded, already drove, and left.

"Uncle Kang, who is that young lady and that gentleman just now, for so many years, the young master has never let outsiders enter the Garden of Memory, let alone let them live in." Behind Comber, a forty or fifty-year-old maid, Aunt Zhao wondered.

"That's Miss Tang Ran and Mr. Tang Jin of the Tang family, because Mr. Tang Jin needs Dr. Ji Ming to see a doctor, so he moved into Yiyuan for convenience, and Miss Tang Ran is here to take care of Mr. Tang Jin." Comber said that compared with Mr. Tang Jin, who came to treat the disease, the young master seemed to pay more attention to this Miss Tang Ran, and even knew what kind of dishes she liked to eat, what style of bedroom she liked, and what color she liked, so that he was all ready.