C102

"Warm, how have you been all these years?"

As Tang Yao looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Fu Nuan, the smile on his face did not lessen, but his eyes revealed a little gloom.

She had matured a lot, and was no longer that girl who liked to laugh and make trouble.

Although he was not in the country for the past ten years, there was always a connection between the two of them. Fu Nuan would tell him some things, including talking about boyfriends, and … Marry.

Yes, his warmth was already someone else's wife.

"It's pretty good!" Fu Nuan propped up his chin with one hand and looked at him without blinking, then complained: "All these years, you didn't know to come back to see me. Even when I was getting married and invited you, you and Uncle didn't come back …"

The corner of Tang Yao's mouth was plastered with an unnoticeable coldness, but after a short moment, his usual gentle smile returned. He lovingly rubbed her hair, but didn't face her complaint about his absence from the wedding.

When he found out that she was going to get married, his inner emotions were very complicated.

After finding an excuse, he said that he couldn't go back, so he just sent her a wedding present.

"Is he nice to you?"

He, naturally, meant her husband.

"It's pretty good …" Brother, all these years, you guys … "Why aren't you willing to come back?"

"Dad is already used to this overseas world. He said that returning to Banyan City will always make him think of old matters, which will only increase his sadness."

Fu Nuan understood what those sad memories were and sighed, "In the blink of an eye, it has been ten years. I really miss the days when we lived together under the same roof. You and me and Uncle and Grandpa and... "Mom."

"Brother, how long are you planning to stay this time?"

"Not for now."

"Really?"

Seeing the brightness in Fu Nuan's eyes, Tang Yao slightly frowned.

The reason he came back this time was to investigate some of the matters of the past, but there was no definite news of him right now.

There were some things he was not going to let her know for the time being.

If he could, he hoped that she would be carefree for the rest of her life.

"It wasn't easy for me to come back and I even wanted to have a good look at this city. Of course I would stay here for a few more days."

The two of them had not seen each other for many years, but they weren't unfamiliar with each other at all. They chatted merrily, completely not noticing Fu Sirou who was in the corner.

"Brother, I'm really happy to be able to see you today." Fu Nuan stood up and smiled.

"Me too."

Tang Yao still had a gentle smile on his face. He could not help but reach out his hand to caress her hair, causing someone to complain in a low voice.

"Bro, why do you always touch my head like you're rubbing a puppy? "I'm already so old …"

"No matter how big she is, she's still my little sister."

The two of them walked out of the restaurant together. Tang Yao asked her, "Where do you live? I'll send you back. "

"No need, I'll just call a taxi."

Fu Nuan insisted on not sending him off, and after a while, the appointed car arrived. She turned and waved at him, and then opened the door to get in.

Looking at her back figure, Tang Yao suddenly remembered something.

"Warm."

"Hmm?"

Fu Nuan stopped moving and turned around to look at him, puzzled.

"I sent you a message the day I came back."

News?

She didn't get any text messages...

Tang Yao saw the puzzlement in the woman's eyes and laughed lightly: "I'm fine, it's not important news either, I just want to see you. Now we meet. "

"Sorry, brother. I didn't see your message, maybe... Your phone is broken? "

"It's nothing, you don't have to apologize to me. It's very late, let's go back. "

The man's dark brown eyes gradually dimmed as he watched the woman get into the car and leave.

In the villa.

When Fu Nuan returned home, it was almost 9. Fu Nuan originally thought that Rong Yu would have a gathering tonight, and would not be home by now. However, he saw a servant carrying a teacup downstairs.

"Teacher is back?"

The butler nodded and said, "I've been back for a while. I'm in the bedroom now."

Fu Nuan went up the stairs and returned to her bedroom. She was in a good mood today, not only because she saw Brother Tang Yao, but also because of Rong Yu's social interaction with her.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Rong Yu looked towards the entrance.

"I'm back." Seeing that Fu Nuan's brows were furrowed, and that he could not hide his interest, it seemed that she was in a good mood, but she did not ask him where he had gone to do something.

She did not want to interfere with her freedom, and she also knew her character. Even if he did not ask, she would not be able to resist sharing it with him.

"Yes."

Fu Nuan walked to his side, took the initiative to get closer to him, and then sat on the side of the bed while rubbing against his chest.

"I just went to see my brother, he's back."

One could tell how happy she was just by the way the little woman in her arms sounded.

Rong Yu slightly narrowed his eyes, "You still have a brother?"

"Yeah." Fu Nuan nodded his head. All these years, his uncle's family was not in the country, so it was not strange that Rong Yu did not know about them.

"He's my uncle's son. Although he was adopted by my grandfather, to me, they are close relatives."

Seeing that Rong Yu did not speak, Fu Nuan continued, "After my mother passed away, my uncle's family went abroad."

As the woman in his embrace spoke of the past, she didn't notice the man who was embracing her. Her expression gradually became heavy.

Adoptive... Wasn't he just not related by blood?

"Oh yeah, my brother said that he would like to meet with you if it's convenient." He didn't come back when we were married, and I wanted you to meet him. "

"What's your brother's name?"

"His surname is my grandfather's surname is Tang, and his name is Tang Yao."

After saying that, Fu Nuan did not think much and exited the man's embrace and took his pajamas before heading to the bathroom.

As for Rong Yu, his gloomy face carried a trace of maliciousness.

Tang Yao was the man who sent her the message the other day.

Half an hour later, Fu Nuan came out of the bathroom and used a towel to wipe off his wet hair. He saw Rong Yu leaning on the side of the bed, his fingers tapping on his laptop.

You're still working at this late hour?

Since the CEO was putting in so much effort, she couldn't relax either.

Looking at the documents and materials on the desk, Fu Nuan walked over and sat down, then started to sort and organize them.

For her, some of the information contained in this piece of information was obscure and hard to understand.

This was the first time she regretted not having learned a lot about financial business. Otherwise, she wouldn't have such a headache right now.

At first, she was still able to understand them, but the further she went, the more confused she became. She looked at the man sitting on the bed for help, but seeing that he was working seriously, she didn't want to disturb him.

It seemed like … He spoke very little tonight. Was he that "obedient"?

She sighed and muttered, "It's too difficult! "Why is it even harder than preparing a teaching plan …"

Hearing that, Rong Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at her.

Fu Nuan rolled his eyes, thinking that with such a difficult matter, he should at least ask this "teacher" who was already prepared.

Ancient language had its own clouds: it was adept at learning and did not feel ashamed to ask.

"Ugh …" Alright, it didn't seem to be appropriate to use it between her and Rong Yu, but asking for guidance was definitely not a wrong choice.

Holding the document in her hand, the woman got onto the bed, leaned close to her husband and shouted: "President Rong ~"