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"squeak--"

At 10:00 a.m., a black Maybach sedan came to a steady stop outside the gate of a residential community called "Qingzhuyuan" in Shashi Fukai District.

The entire community is built along the lake, surrounded by wide scenic avenues, and consists entirely of low-density villas, making it one of the top luxury residential communities in Shashi.

At the main entrance of the residential compound, several tall and strong young security guards in uniform stood.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar Maybach approaching the entrance, two security guards quickly stepped forward to greet it.

"Hello, are you a guest from the homeowner of number 93?"

"We've already received the notification. Just follow me, I'll take you inside!"

As Mo Zixue, sitting in the passenger seat, rolled down the window, a young security guard signaled the Maybach to follow him to Li Xiang's villa.

"You get what you pay for, the property management service is quite good."

Seeing this, Wang Yueheng couldn't help but joke.

I couldn't help but recall the time when I lived in a dilapidated rented room in a neighborhood, where even three or four security guards couldn't gather a complete set of teeth.

Needless to say, their service attitude was appalling; they treated homeowners like thieves.

"The cheapest property here costs over eight million. Shashi is only a second-tier city. Those who can afford to buy a house here are among the top people in the city. The property management company can't afford to offend them."

The hotel driver, who was wearing white gloves and was responsible for driving, couldn't help but interject.

They weren't surprised by the security guard's directions, as he had clearly been to the neighborhood many times before to pick up and drop off guests.

"That's true. Maybe one of the low-profile homeowners is a shareholder or a relative of the owner of the property management company."

Wang Yueheng nodded in agreement.

soon.

Led by a security guard in an electric sightseeing vehicle, Wang Yueheng rode in a Maybach through the park-like roads of the residential area.

Finally, it stopped in front of a three-and-a-half-story detached villa.

"Ding-dong~"

"Wait a minute, I'm coming!"

As the doorbell was pressed, the joyful shouts of little Liu Shilin came through the intercom.

When Liu Shilin saw through the camera that her beloved Mo Zixue and Wang Yueheng were standing outside the door, she disregarded her ladylike image and rushed out of the living room.

"Sister Xiaoxue, you're finally here!"

Then the little girl threw herself into Mo Zixue's arms.

"Wow, you've grown so tall now, you're almost taller than me."

Wearing a long dress, Mo Zixue had no choice but to put down the gift in her hand and lean down to hug Liu Shilin, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Yue Heng is here! Come in quickly!"

"Linlin, you're so heavy and you still let Sister Xiaoxue carry you. Aren't you afraid of tiring Sister Xiaoxue?"

Li Xiang and her husband Liu Ruilun then arrived at the villa courtyard and gestured for Wang Yueheng and his wife to come inside quickly.

"Hey! Isn't that the famous and talented singer Wang Yueheng!"

"Nice to meet you! We were just talking about you!"

Immediately afterwards, another familiar female figure appeared at the doorway, welcoming everyone with a loud and enthusiastic voice.

It is Qingna, one of the most popular hosts on Hunan TV.

Because of her lively personality, carefree hosting style, and even somewhat "crazy" demeanor, Qingna is highly controversial among viewers.

After listening to so many of Wang Yueheng's songs, host Qingna is now one of his loyal fans.

Has Yue Heng arrived yet?

"Oh, now I finally have someone to talk to about music with!"

Then, singer Zhao Jie, dressed in a white casual outfit, poked his head out, glanced into the courtyard, and said with delight.