After crossing an arched wooden bridge, one could see the pavilions and terraces on the opposite side, as well as the wooden tables and chairs placed in the middle of the courtyard. They seemed to have a long history.
There seemed to be a Chinese toon tree planted outside the courtyard, and its lush branches and leaves hung down into the yard.
This tree was exceptionally tall. Since it was already autumn, the leaves of the toon tree had turned fiery red, looking extremely charming and eye - catching, adding a touch of eerie and mysterious atmosphere to the whole courtyard.
Ding Ruola suddenly remembered the saying, "In ancient times, there was a great toon tree that regarded eight thousand years as one autumn."
For some unknown reason, she always had the illusion that this courtyard seemed to have existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
The whole courtyard was antique. Ding Ruola stood under the toon tree and got lost in thought for a moment.
Suddenly, the originally gradually calming melody became extremely rapid again.
Each note seemed to pierce one's heart, like being cut by a knife. Ding Ruola inexplicably felt a pang of pain in her heart.
She frowned slightly and covered the position of her left chest.
Slowly following the sound of the music, she walked towards the inner courtyard.
Just as she reached the door, the music suddenly stopped.
The hanging curtain blocked the upper half of the man's body. Ding Ruola could only see that the man stood up and was walking towards the door where she was.
"Uh..." Before Ding Ruola could react, the man was already standing in front of her.
The man was dressed in a blue - and - white porcelain robe, with a silver - white fox fur thin overcoat on the outside.
His short, spiky hair was flying in a disorderly way, but it didn't cover the sapphire stud in his ear that emitted a strange light.
Although his golden pupils were so pale in color, they always had the magic that made people sink into them at the first sight.
Looking at the face of the man in front of her, Ding Ruola suddenly remembered something. The blurry face in her memory gradually became clear again.
The girl was instantly a bit surprised: "You're... that perverted and beautiful human trafficker from Qing City?!"
If it weren't for the fact that this man said she wasn't worth being trafficked, she really would have thought this man was stalking her!
Yin Han looked at the girl in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a faint arc: "What?"
"Nothing, cough. I just want to ask if we've met before?" Ding Ruola raised her eyebrows a bit guiltily. According to the situation, she had broken into this man's yard!
"Well, we've indeed met." Yin Han's thin lips parted slightly as he answered the girl's question, but it seemed like he was saying something else.
"Oh, why are you here?"
As soon as she asked this question, Ding Ruola regretted it.
Why did she ask him such a private question?
She secretly glanced at Yin Han and saw that the man didn't seem to be angry or mind.
"Nothing. A friend is having a birthday, and I was invited." Yin Han smiled slightly.
"Friend?..."
"Mr. Yin, the young lady invites you to the auditorium on the second floor of Castle A." A servant rushed in from outside the door.
"This should be the other designer, right? The young lady also invites you to go there. Your friend has already arrived." The servant looked extremely respectful.
"Oh, okay..."
The great hall was resplendent and dazzling.
There were several crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, shining like diamonds. The warm - toned, dreamy and colorful light was extremely charming.
Underfoot was a dark - red Persian - style carpet, and the whole room was decorated with dark - red brocade.
A young and good - looking girl in the crowd was particularly eye - catching. She was obviously the protagonist of today.
She was wearing a light - yellow lace dress. Her long, inky hair was pulled up high into a bun, and she wore a crown - like accessory.
She looked just like a noble princess.
Seeing Yin Han come in with a girl, a vague look flashed across Gu Qianxue's eyes.
She stepped forward with a smile to greet the two of them. Every gesture of hers revealed excellent upbringing: "Brother Yin Han..."
Yin Han nodded slightly.
Ding Ruola thought that this man always looked as cold as water, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.
That other - worldly look of his was just like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world...
"Oh? I think this is the designer, right? You'll have to work hard these days. The garden over there is very important to us. Grandpa is going to recuperate his illness there..."
"Today is my birthday party. Have a good time with your partner. You're all from Brother Siyan's own company, so don't be polite."
Seeing Ding Ruola beside Yin Han, Gu Qianxue greeted her with a smile.
Ding Ruola gave her a polite and grateful smile. Before she could say anything, the girl spoke again.
"I heard you're from Brother Siyan's company. I completely trust your abilities."
"I don't know what Brother Siyan is busy with... He hasn't come to my birthday party for three times already."
The girl pouted and looked at Yin Han and Ding Ruola with a regretful look on her face.
"Uh."
Siyan? Was it Fang Siyan? People from Brother Siyan's company? Presumably it was.
Hearing the girl mention Fang Siyan, Ding Ruola was a bit surprised.
She actually knew Lao Fang? Were they very familiar? Ding Ruola suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.
Just why did she know Professor Fang? What other secrets did Fang Siyan have that she didn't know?
Suddenly, she remembered the words she had said before: "No one knows Lao Fang better than I do..."
Now it seemed extremely ironic. Ding Ruola felt a bit complicated.
After Gu Qianxue greeted Ding Ruola, she smiled and walked away, holding Yin Han's arm.
Although the girl's actions were so intimate, Yin Han looked detached and seemed to keep people at a distance, which instantly made people feel that their relationship was not that simple.
Ding Ruola was wearing a khaki - colored long overcoat with the collar slightly pulled up. Inside, she wore a light - yellow turtleneck sweater as a base.
A pair of black tight - fitting pants outlined her straight and slender legs, and below were a pair of long white Dr. Martens boots.
She seemed out of place in this resplendent and luxurious place, but there was more a sense of straightforwardness and handsomeness about her.
Like a clear spring in a place of luxury and extravagance, she was refreshing and clean.
Her long, fair fingers were holding a glass of champagne as she paced casually in the corner. Her temperament and appearance were no less than those of Miss Gu Qianxue, the protagonist of today.
The guests present couldn't help but turn their heads to take a few more looks.
"Miss Ding..." Seeing Ding Ruola in the crowd, Clodia immediately walked towards her.
"Um..." Ding Ruola smiled at him.
"I've measured the land in the west, and I've roughly grasped the data. How about you?" Clodia was dressed in a white shirt and suit pants. Simple and casual, he was still full of presence.
"Not bad. I've also grasped the approximate data." Ding Ruola was preoccupied with Fang Siyan and a bit absent - minded.
"Okay. Now all we need to do is design according to the plan we proposed before."