Qi Yao didn't see Yu Yuhan at all.
At the foot of Purple Mountain.
One of them was passing by, while the other was heading up the mountain, heading in completely different directions.
Lan Palace.
It is located in a secluded and beautiful place on Purple Mountain.
From the appearance, it looks very much like an old Western-style building from the Republic of China period, but it is even more massive and magnificent in terms of area and grandeur.
Qi Yao was already sweating profusely when he rode here according to the location provided by the butler.
Before he could text the housekeeper, the security guard at the door came forward with a smile: "Welcome home, young master!"
Immediately afterwards, the security guard pressed the remote control and the tall courtyard gate opened.
"Thank you!"
Qi Yao nodded to the other party and rode his bike inside.
It's really big inside...
The lush trees are tall and straight, blocking the sunlight from the road, and the breeze blowing past is quite cool.
Qi Yao rode slowly and leisurely while enjoying the view.
What a huge lake! It turns out there is a lake on Zijin Mountain.
Such a fat koi...
There is also a pavilion in the center of the lake, which looks very sunny.
What a huge green meadow...
What a grand old house! Could it be a museum? Could it be a campus from the Republican era?
Well, this is the largest house here. It should be the main house. It’s where Dad used to live. It’s also the house where Mom and Dad lived when they got married and he was just born, right?
Qi Yao has a very special temperament.
He seemed to have no idea what fear was.
When faced with people or things that are stronger than him, he will not feel inferior, nor will he waste time on himself.
He would think that it is enough to respect the facts. After all, others have their own dawn and he has his own sunrise.
So all the way from the gate to the main house, he rode with an appreciative attitude, neither humble nor arrogant, neither fighting nor competing, neither anxious nor greedy, and his eyes were particularly pure and he rode leisurely.
Qi Zheng has lived to this age and has become very good at judging people.
Seeing Qi Yao's carefree appearance on the surveillance screen, the corners of his mouth curled up a little: "Stinky boy, he's exactly like his father when he was young! He doesn't care about the family property at all!"
After saying this, Qi Zheng straightened his clothes a little and came out of the house.
Qi Yao parked the car in front of the mansion.
His butt was still on the cushion, and he was looking up at the house in front of him carefully.
Suddenly, a group of people ran out and stood in the small square in front of the mansion, standing in an orderly line under the scorching sun.
"Welcome home, young master!"
Qi Yao: “…”
The plots in melodramatic and overbearing CEO stories don't have to be so concrete.
"Young Master, give me your bike. Are you tired of riding? Come in and have a rest."
The butler was a young man in his thirties. His appearance matched his voice very well, giving people a calm and gentle feeling.
When Qi Yao heard this, he immediately remembered the voice on the phone: "Are you Butler Fu?"
Fu Xuyang took his bicycle: “Yes.”
Fu Xuyang thought that Qi Zheng would be waiting for Qi Yao in the house.
Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw Qi Zheng coming out in person surrounded by several people.
Qi Yao carefully looked at the 68-year-old man in front of him. He saw that his bone structure was somewhat similar to that of his father and himself. Looking at the respectful attitude of the people around him, he immediately understood.
Qi Yao took a few steps forward and bowed slightly: "Hello, Grandpa! I am Qi Yao!"
Qi Zheng looked at his tall and handsome grandson in front of him, grinning from ear to ear: "Hahaha, Xiaoyao, hahaha, your mother showed me your photos. Although we haven't had any private contact in these years, your mother has been sending me your photos, videos, and your award certificates and so on! Grandpa has always been paying attention to you!"
Qi Zheng said, opened his arms and hugged him!
Qi Yao had a backpack on his back and his body was soaked with sweat from riding.
Seeing the old man hugging him all of a sudden, he was extremely embarrassed: "Grandpa, I'm all sweaty!"
"Hahaha, it's okay! Come on, let's go inside. I'll show you the room you lived in as a child! Grandpa specially had someone clean up another room for you, and he'll keep your parents' room!"
Qi Zheng happily grabbed Qi Yao's hand. The next second, someone came forward and took off Qi Yao's backpack with a smile, and followed Qi Yao all the way: "Young Master, give me the bag, I'll help you carry it!"
Qi Yao: "Thank you!"
The other person: “You’re welcome.”
Qi Zheng said as they walked, "You like cycling, which is a good thing. Cycling can exercise your body and build your perseverance! We'll be in your room soon. Take a shower first, and then we'll have dinner together tonight and have a good chat. If you need anything, just let me know. This is your home! You were born here!"
Qi Yao: "Okay."
When they reached the door, Qi Zheng pointed at the people who had just come out with him and said, "Xiao Yao, let me introduce you. This is Fu Chang'an, the father of Butler Fu, and also my assistant and secretary. You can call him Uncle Fu, and call Butler Fu Big Brother!"
Qi Yao: "Hello, Uncle Fu!"
He carefully memorized the other person's face, then looked back at Fu Xuyang, remembering that they were father and son.
Fu Changan smiled: "Hello, young master! You look much more handsome than in the photo!"
Qi Zheng was delighted: "Of course! My grandson looks like me! Xiaoyao, this is Grace, grandpa's girlfriend. She has been with grandpa for more than ten years. You can just call her Grace. She grew up in the United States, and people there call her by her name!"
Grace was obviously a little nervous: "Hello, Xiaoyao!"
Qi Yao's heart skipped a beat!
My grandmother and uncle have been dead for sixteen years.
Grace has been with her grandfather for more than ten years. How many years is that?
Girlfriend probably means that you have never been married.
Grace's clothes were elegant and simple. There was nothing special about her, and her temperament was not outstanding. Grandpa said she grew up in the United States, so that must be the case. People with American style like to dress naturally, casually and easily.
She looks to be in her fifties, about ten or eight years older than Wendy.
At a certain moment, Qi Yao suddenly understood why his father still refused to forgive his grandfather!
Qi Zheng saw that his little grandson had been looking at Grace and glared at Grace unhappily.
He said that he wanted this woman to go abroad for a few days and not come back for the time being!
She had to come back!
From the moment Qi Zheng met Qi Yao, she always held Qi Yao's hand tightly, which made Qi Yao feel a little pain, but she endured it.
"Come on! Come inside! I'll show you your room!"
Qi Yao: "Okay!"
Fu Changan laughed and said, "Young Master's room is the best room in the entire Qi family, except for Chairman Qi!"
Grace smiled gently: "That's right, that's the room only the heir is qualified to stay in."
Qi Zheng snorted coldly: "Xiao Yao is my grandson, so he is naturally the heir of the Qi family! He deserves to live in that house!"
Grace sighed, looking worried: "I'm just worried that the child will be scared if he lives here. After all..."
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