The car drove out of the hospital, then directly onto the elevated road. After about an hour, it finally turned into a wide plane-tree-lined boulevard. The tall plane trees on both sides blocked the sun, and having been pruned in the winter, they now sprouted new buds, lush at the branches.
Sunlight, fragmented by the trees, fell in pieces through the car window, dappling the face.
As the car sped along, the shadows danced along with it.
Although real estate in Beijing is incredibly valuable, some old-fashioned buildings have been preserved, and the buildings here also possessed styles from the time of the Republic. When the car approached a carved iron gate, the gate slowly opened. Driving straight in, the car stopped at a place resembling a parking lot.
It was Tang Wan's first time visiting the Jiang Family's old mansion, so she couldn't help but take a couple more glances at the surrounding scenery.
