At this time of settling down.

The yard is bustling.

An Zhenyang's shiny luxury car just drove in and stopped next to clusters of blooming roses. Under the sunset, the shadow of flowers was reflected on the body.

He got off work at this point recently. When he got out of the car, the servant took the briefcase from him. An Zhenyang untied his tie and walked into the brightly lit living room.

Seeing him coming back, Su Xiuling quickly poured him a cup of Earl tea and greeted him tenderly, "Zhenyang, are you back? Come on, sit down. "

An Zhenyang's face is not very good, and he is haggard, because there has been something bad in his unit recently.

He may be held accountable. Although the matter has nothing to do with him, he is a political commissar. Once the matter is involved, everyone in the office can't escape.

"How's it going?" Su Xiuling expressed concern that this is a question that will be asked every afternoon.

"I don't know yet. Everyone is terrified. Don't worry. You're not afraid of the shadow." An Zhenyang could only take one step at a time. He took the cup and frowned, "where's Anxin? Haven't you come home for a long time? Is the company so busy? "

"He... He went to America." Su Xiuling didn't want to tell him. It's time to share dad's worries.

"Going to America again?" An Zhenyang was stunned and looked at her in amazement. "Xiuling, why has he always run outside in the past six months? It's been so long. Have you asked why? " A bad feeling came to my mind. Won't my son commit a crime?

"Yes, but he said he just went out to relax and visit his friends." Su Xiuling sat down in the sofa chair. She also wondered, "but Anxin is not in a bad mood. He hasn't seen such a break before, and he shouldn't have any friends in the United States, except Rufeng."

"..." an Zhenyang didn't have time to say anything. A car in the yard caught their attention.

That's a custom Rolls Royce.

Then a servant came in and reported, "Sir, madam, Mr. Sheng is coming."

High reputation?

He hasn't been here for nearly a year. Since Su Xiaoxiao left, he has broken off his relationship with his family.

What's he doing here all of a sudden?

Looking for Anxin?

An Zhenyang and Su Xiuling hurriedly got up and came out to meet each other. Somehow, they were always nervous at the thought of high reputation.

Before he reached the door, the high reputation didn't invite himself in. His carved face had no redundant expression, and the whole person looked a little cold.

"Mr. Sheng."

They greeted him politely and politely, which really made the minister feel frightened when he saw the emperor.

It is reasonable to say that the high reputation is the younger generation, but he has always ignored anyone, and has always had a grudge against an Zhenyang and Su Xiuling.

Especially now that memory is restored.

"Yes."

He walked to the sofa and asked in a cold voice, "where's your home?"

An Zhenyang and Su Xiuling looked at each other. Su Xiuling hurriedly walked towards him, quickly bent over to pour tea for him, and said softly, "Mr. Sheng, Anxin he has gone to the United States. What can I do for him?"

After taking a sip of the tea cup, the high reputation asked casually, "what is he doing in the United States?"

Su Xiuling didn't know his purpose. She had a gentle smile on her face. "I really don't know. He said he was going to relax. She has been there for some time."

"Well, it's been a while. It's been 18 days." "But he didn't go to the United States. He went to the Netherlands."

Su Xiuling and an Zhenyang looked at each other, and their eyes were full of shock.