How did that car end up in her hands?
"Chi Quan, what's wrong?"
Xie Chiquan shook his head and walked inside with his family.
The post office delivered something, and the small box felt quite heavy in my hand.
"Xiao Qian, you're back and going out again?" Yang Ping and the others asked as they saw Sheng Qian return, take the things, and leave.
Sheng Qian did not open it, after all, it was something that Old Madam Ju asked her to give to someone else, and it wouldn't be appropriate to open it in private.
I received it a few days ago, but Sheng Qian didn't find the time to deliver it.
Considering that I had to take action and might not be able to deliver the box to its owner for a while, I decided to deliver it today.
Following the address given by Grandma Ju, Sheng Qian drove to the Helan family, the most low-profile family in the capital.
Speaking of the Helan family...
I still have some memories of Sheng Qian from my previous life.
He held a significant position in the capital.
However, in the later stages, the population dwindled.
The power of the Helan family is no longer as strong as it was in the previous period.
In later generations, the Helan family became even weaker.
If it weren't for Grandma Ju suddenly mentioning the Helan family, Sheng Qian would have almost forgotten that such a wealthy and influential family existed.
The old-fashioned courtyard gate is surrounded by many flowers and plants, which are in full bloom and lush green this season.
Similar to some ancient buildings in Beijing, the Helan family's residence occupies a large area.
The maid who came out just in time to see Sheng Qian park her car and became somewhat wary. "May I ask who you are looking for, young lady?"
"I'm looking for Old Madam Helan from this family."
The servant couldn't help but look Sheng Qian up and down, and asked, "What's your name, young comrade?"
“Sheng Qian, it was an old lady from the county town below Xuan City who asked me to deliver something.”
The maid stared at Sheng Qian in a daze for a long time, not hearing Sheng Qian speak.
Sheng Qian spoke again: "Is your matriarch here?"
The maid snapped back to reality and glanced at Sheng Qian a few more times. "My matriarch is here. I need to go in and ask her."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Sheng Qian stood quietly by the car, holding her things.
The surrounding environment was quiet and somewhat secluded. The Helan family was alone here and did not wish to associate with the wealthy and powerful families in the capital.
Despite this, many people still want to step through Helan's gates.
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