When the two came out, Fang Ming, the Black Hawk, had already taken out his suitcase, and there were people waiting to pick them up at the gate.
Someone from the Nangong family came to pick them up at the airport.
The man who arrived was around fifty years old. Nangong Jue called him "Uncle Fu." He was said to be the second steward of the Nangong family, and his name was Zhong Fu.
Zhong Fu addressed Nangong Jue as "Young Master Jue," which seemed respectful, but his eyes held little respect; instead, they revealed contempt and arrogance.
Le Yao disliked Uncle Fu from the first moment she saw him.
However, she didn't show it, and politely called him Uncle Fu.
Zhong Fu was actually a little surprised, because he knew that Nangong Jue was divorced, but he did not expect that Nangong Jue would bring her to this anniversary celebration. For a moment, he did not know how to address her.
Le Yao knew that the main branch of the Nangong family looked down on the Nangong family. Han Binglan had never met this second steward before, so she had no memory of him to refer to. However, she could tell that this person was very disdainful of them, so she didn't need to curry favor with him. It was enough for her to keep a polite distance.
As for how to address him, that's up to him.
If even a steward is like this, one can imagine how the Nangong family must be.
I seem to feel a little more sympathy for this man.
Nangong Jue didn't even bother to explain before taking Le Yao and walking out.
Zhong Fu immediately snapped out of his daze and hurriedly jogged a few steps to lead the way.
Two cars were parked outside, a minivan and an SUV. Nangong Jue pulled Le Yao into the minivan, Fang Ming and Tao Qing also got into the minivan, while Black Hawk got into the SUV.
The car quickly drove away from the airport and headed towards the city center along the airport expressway.
October can be said to be the best season in the capital, with clear skies and crisp air, and you can see many red maple leaves along the way.
An hour and a half later, we finally exited the airport expressway and entered the city, where the speed began to slow down.
“Young Master, the master asked me to take you to the hotel first, and then…” Zhong Fu, in the passenger seat, glanced back at Nangong Jue.
"No need, just take us to Wenyuan." Nangong Jue refused outright.
"But……"
"No buts."
Zhong Fu stopped talking and simply instructed the driver to go to Wenyuan.
Le Yao frowned. Logically speaking, her son should have returned to the old house first, but instead he was sent to a hotel. This was clearly a disregard for Nangong Jue.
Looking at the handsome and refined man beside her, she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him.
Nangong Jue's expression remained unchanged, showing no emotional change.
Soon, the car arrived at Wenyuan.
Le Yao then realized that Wenyuan was a lakeside villa. Although it was not in the city center, the environment was nice, and the surrounding area was like a park.
The car stopped, and Nangong Jue pulled Le Yao out of the car and walked inside without looking back.
"Young Master Jue," Zhong Fu called out hurriedly.
"Go back. I know the rules. I'll go to the old house tonight, so I won't miss the banquet tomorrow." Nangong Jue entered the gate of Wenyuan without looking back.
Black Hawk and the others followed, carrying their luggage.
Zhong Fu hesitated at the door for a moment, but ultimately left with the car.
Someone came out to greet them from the garden. It was a slightly plump foreign woman, probably in her forties or fifties. She smiled as soon as she saw Nangong Jue and spoke in English with a certain accent, "Young Master Jue, you're finally back." Then she looked at Le Yao, "This must be the young mistress? She's so beautiful..."
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