Fu Tingyuan has lost a lot of weight.

However, it is still so good-looking. Standing there with simple clothes, it also exudes a striking micro awn.

Luonan initially took back her sight. Yan Ruyu came over from behind her, handed her the cake on her hand, and then asked, "what were you looking at just now?"

He said that he had already seen Fu Tingyuan standing at the door. Yan Ruyu was stunned for a moment, and then drew up a thin arc of the corners of his lips, which was slightly ironic.

Fu Tingyuan's arrival has caused quite a stir. After all, all the Yan's side branches have heard of Yanzong's three sons. In five years, he has developed an unknown investment bank to No.1 in the world. He has the strongest blood of Yanzong, and he can't hide the sharp talent and talent he inherited from Yanzong's unique sword edge.

He is Yanzong so many children, the means most like his children.

However, compared with Yanzong's young age, Fu Tingyuan was modest, the gentleman was gentle, and the father and son were two completely opposite states in temperament.

When Yanzong saw Fu Tingyuan coming, he walked down from the attic on crutches. He looked very happy and came to pick him up in person: "you boy, don't you say you can't come? I can't see the road under the snow when I drive here in the evening. I'll call your brother to pick you up, don't you? "

Yan Qingfeng's mother's face, standing on one side, turned black. She and Yanzong are in a business marriage. They have never asked each other's private life for so many years. Yanzong brought several mistresses back, and she was always indifferent. But Yan Zong was too much at the moment. He was afraid of Fu Tingyuan's driving accident on a snowy day. He even asked Yan Qingfeng to pick him up? What do you think of her son?

Yan Qingfeng held his mother's wrist and gently comforted her. The other party raised his head and glared at him. He seemed to be a little reluctant, but he didn't say anything. He restrained himself and stood on his husband's side in an arrogant and silent manner, calming down.

Yanzong has always been partial to his third son, but the successor's position is still given to Yan Qingfeng, and she has nothing to be unwilling to continue.

But in recent years, Fu Tingyuan was so popular that she could not help worrying about whether Yanzong would have any wrong ideas. After all, he did not have the idea of giving Fu Tingyuan the position of Yan's successor.

His preference for the third son was to the point of disgust.

However, compared with her and Yanzong, her son had a good relationship with Fu Tingyuan, and they had no conflict over the succession.

I really don't know whether yanqingfeng is too calm or too indifferent.

Her son was mature, steady and intelligent, and never let her worry about anything. But the older she grew up, the more he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Fu Tingyuan pulled the corner of his lips and said faintly, "don't bother big brother."

Yanzong raised his hand and dusted the snow on his body that had not yet melted. "Did you come here with so little clothes? Where's your coat

"In the office, I forgot to bring it." He had no mood change in his tone. He sounded a little lazy. Turning his head slightly, he saw Yan Ruyu and Luo Nanchu coming from far away.

Luonan had already finished the cake, and a little cream was stuck on her lips. Yan Ruyu stretched out her fingers while walking and wiped off the light milk on her lips.