Xu Fenglai left the villa in a hurry, and a burst of light came from the intersection in front of the yard.

The interior of the Xu family's old house is built like an ancient manor. Each building is well-proportioned and faces south. It has extremely strict Feng Shui practices.

The main house in front is where Mr. Rong lives.

The black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped at the door, the rear door opened, and a tall and slender man got out of the car. He held the frame of the mirror with his slender white fingers, and then turned to look over.

Now that I've seen them all, it's hard not to say hello.

Xu Fenglai smiled and said, "Uncle Third, have you just come back from going abroad?"

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows carelessly, raised his left hand, and looked at his watch, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Xu Fenglai: "..."

It was indeed very late, already after 10 o'clock. As the son-in-law of the Rong family, he actually had to leave his wife and go home alone...

He could only explain with a smile, "I still have something to do at home, so I have to go back."

Rong Mo nodded carelessly, "Cheng Fang, give me a gift."

The assistant who had just gotten off the car hurriedly walked back, opened the rear door and said, "Uncle Xu, please."

Mr. Xu was not polite, "Third uncle, thank you."

"You're welcome."

…

After the car drove away, Rong Mo lazily entered the villa.

The old man of the Rong family always goes to bed early, but today he is waiting in the study.

After asking some questions about the business trip, he threw a paper bag over.

The man glanced at it and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Which famous lady is this?"

"Zhou Yueyao, the eldest granddaughter of the Zhou family in the north of the city, just returned from studying in country m. She is twenty-eight years old this year..."

"Twenty-eight?" Rong Mo narrowed his eyes.

"What happened to twenty-eight?" Mr. Rong asked, "You are already thirty-six after your birthday. Is it possible that you still want to find a girl in her early twenties?"

Rong Mo smiled carelessly and said nothing.

"Ms. Zhou is studying for a Ph.D. in economics abroad. It is normal for a highly educated woman to be older. Besides, you are not young either. Even if you like someone in their early twenties, there is no problem in having fun in private. But if you want to get married, you still need to find someone.

They are of the same age, otherwise it will be a joke to people outside."

Rong Molan continued to laugh.

"You're thirty-six, it's time to calm down." Mr. Rong said this, and then stood up, "You know what you should do at what age."

"I know." Rong Mo smiled carelessly, "Good night, Dad."

The door closed, the man picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Third Master, Mr. Xu just got out of the car." Cheng Fang reported.

Rong Moyou took off his eyeglasses and slowly rubbed them with his thin white fingers, "How many servants are there in the Duan family villa?"

"There were five before. One person's contract expired at the end of last month and he has left. Two more left at the beginning of this month. Now there are two left. They are responsible for Mrs. Feng's daily life and food."

"When are these two due?"

"It should be at the end of next month or the beginning of next month."

Rong Moyou said, "You should fire these two people in advance."

"Ah? Third Master, Miss Duan went to the cultural center for an internship last month. She is only at home in the morning and evening every day. In Mrs. Feng's situation, if there is no servant at home..."

"Does this have anything to do with me?"

"Third Master, don't you really care about Miss Duan..."

"Cheng Fang, you talk too much today." Rong Mo hung up the phone carelessly.

It’s been half a month...

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**

The next day, Xu Fenglai received a call from Rong Wu as soon as he got up, "Fenglai, I'm leaving for Chuzhou."

"Ah?" He just got up, and he was a little confused. "Ah Wu, why are you going to Chuzhou?"

"There was an invitation to a variety show before. I didn't want to accept it at first, but after discussing with my manager last night, I decided to participate. I will just be a flying guest and record the first and second episodes. I just finished the recording and joined the group."

"Oh." Xu Feng came and scratched his hair, "Then I mentioned the divorce last night..."

"Let's talk about it when I get back, okay?" Rong Wu said, "I've already arrived at the airport."

Xu Fenglai frowned, "Okay then."

"I have communicated with my parents, but they don't believe it. If my mother harasses you again, just tell me and I will continue to talk to her."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Fenglai sat on the bed, helpless.

Rong Wu went to participate in a variety show, and then joined the group... At least three months later, how could he get divorced?

**

a week later.

It was Sunday. In the afternoon, Jiang Yaoyao came to the Jiang family villa alone.

She didn't say hello in advance, which really shocked Ning Wan'e.

Why did this evil girl come back suddenly?

"What is she here for?" Jiang Mingyang was lying on the bed in the bedroom and was very excited when he heard the name.

Ning Wan'e hurriedly comforted him, "Your leg isn't fully healed yet. Just lie down and don't move. I'll go down and take a look."

"good."

When Ning Wan'e left, Jiang Mingyang fiercely threw the phone on the bed.

Because of this dead girl, his legs were broken by Bo Jinlan's bodyguards and he lay in the hospital for two whole months!

Now even if he goes home, he can only continue to lie in bed. He is like a useless person! He can't go anywhere!

…

In the living room downstairs, Jiang Yaoyao was chatting with Mrs. Jiang, and Sheng Fanxing was sitting next to her.

"Youyao is back." Ning Wancai walked over gracefully, "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll go to the kitchen and ask for two more dishes tonight..."

"No need." Jiang Yaoyao interrupted with a smile, "I'm here to pick up the car today and visit grandma by the way. I'll go back when I'm done."

Ning Wan'e was curious, "Pick up the car?"

"Mrs. Jiang forgot so soon?" Jiang Yaoyao raised his eyebrows, "I never had time to come back and drive away the red Ferrari. Now I am an intern at an investment company, and it is really inconvenient not to have a car."

"This..." Ning Wan'e looked at Mrs. Jiang.

Old Mrs. Jiang showed no expression, "Wancai, please give Yaoyao your car keys."

"Mom, didn't Hongzhou tell you? In fact, this car was his birthday gift to Xue'er. It was temporarily lent to Yaoyao..."

"Mrs. Jiang." Jiang Yaoyao answered, "If I remember correctly, when I came back from Haicheng, you personally agreed to drive this car for me. Besides, Jiang Yingxue has also gone abroad, and Jiang Mingyang has no legs.

Well, if this car is idle, why can’t I drive it?”

Ning Wan'e still wants to explain...

"Okay, it's just a car!" Mrs. Jiang looked at her, "Wan'e, what's the matter with you? Although Yaoyao is not your biological daughter, she is the eldest granddaughter of the Jiang family after all!"

"Mom, I didn't say anything." Ning Wan'e could only stand up, "I'm going to get the car keys."

Turning around and going upstairs, I heard Jiang Yaoyao's voice coming from behind -

"Grandma, don't worry. I just asked Bo Jinlan, and he said he had already talked with investors from country m..."

Ning Wancai pinched her fingers.

This damn girl...

I haven’t been back to Jiang’s house for so long. As soon as I come back, I feed Mrs. Jiang honey!

**

After getting the car keys, Jiang Yaoyao stood up and left.

Mrs. Jiang got a satisfactory share and was in a happy mood, "Fanxing, please give me a gift."

"Okay." Sheng Fanxing stood up hurriedly.

The two came to the garage, Jiang Yaoyao pressed the car key, and the red Ferrari made a crisp sound.

"Yaoyao, can I add your WeChat account?" Sheng Fanxing suddenly took out his mobile phone, "I don't have many friends in the imperial capital. Let's make an appointment for dinner together next time we are free."
To be continued...