The housekeeper who drove for him came down to carry the suitcase for him. Yan Ruyu led Luo Nanchu and turned to ask the housekeeper, "I heard that my third brother won't come to the family dinner this year?"

"Well, the third young master refused the invitation to a family dinner and said that the company was too busy to come over."

Yan Ruyu hears the speech, sneers a, intonation languid way: "he excuse really much."

He led Ronan into the house.

Yan Ruyu's villa in London is naturally more imposing than that of Japan. The housekeeper handed the suitcase to the servant, then turned to Yan Ruyu and said, "young master, I'm back to my ancestral home. Your mother misses you very much. If you have time today, remember to visit her. "

Yan Ruyu tone light: "tomorrow can see, today what good see."

The housekeeper paused for a moment, then nodded: "then I'll go back first."

Tomorrow is a family dinner. As the old housekeeper of Yan family, he has a lot to do.

Yan Ruyu "um" a, and then told the servant: "to make a cup of fruit tea."

Luonan sat on the sofa and looked at the furnishings of the villa, probably because of his mother's influence. The furnishings in the villa are not only British style but also Japanese classical elegance. Luonan raised his head to Yan Ruyu and said, "Ruyu, your room is so beautiful."

Yan Ruyu chuckled and passed the fruit tea brought out by the servant to Luo Nanchu. She said leisurely, "if you like, you can stay a few more days. London is good except that it's too cold in winter. "

Luonan took a sip of fruit tea. The warm tea dispersed the chill in her heart. She narrowed her eyes and breathed out a breath. Then she said, "how sorry that is."

Yan Ruyu laughed and didn't say anything. She came and sat beside Luo Nanchu and said, "I'll take you to London after the family dinner tomorrow. When you're tired of it, we'll go back to Tongcheng. "

Ronan turned his head and said with a smile, "good."

The heat of the tea cup in her hand filled her brows.

Yan Ruyu looked at her for a while, but still felt very excited. He took back his sight, lowered his head and lit a cigarette to suppress the feeling gradually overflowing from his heart.

That's already good.

He doesn't want much.

It's good now.

*

the annual family banquet of Yan family has always been very grand.

At that time, the entire family of Yan's branches and lineages will be present. In addition to Fu Tingyuan, the rebellious person, who disappears from time to time, even the widowed Yanbing will appear. After all, the Yan family has developed to the present, and it is not easy to see each other.

Although there are some factional struggles in the family, there is Yanzong, the most iron willed dictator in history, and we get along with each other on the surface.

Late at night.

Fu Tingyuan turned off his computer, stood up from his office chair and turned to look at the heavy snow outside the window.

In recent days, it's snowing more and more, and the whole city is dark.

He was a little lazy on the back of his office chair. He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it and took a slow puff.

The mobile phone on the table rang. He picked up the phone carelessly with his cigarette in his mouth and leaned back to watch the snow.

It's the housekeeper from the ancestral house.

He said that all the staff had arrived and asked if he wanted to come over. Everyone was waiting for him.

He refused.

He didn't want to see those people very much. He didn't find it interesting.