The next step is to keep silent all the way to Haicheng, and then from the city to ng's ho in the suburb on the other side of Haicheng.
"Here we are," the sunglassed driver reminded him after parking in front of a huge iron gate.
ng Xuan was wandering all the way, but he was awake. On the other hand, ng Zhong had already been bored to sleep on the way. Originally, he was prepared to be bored to death and asked to be upset.
This young master ng Yi is a little special. Both ng Zhong and driver Lao Wang think so.
However, ng Ying himself did not know and didn't care what they thought of him. He unconsciously touched the bridge of his nose, but he didn't touch the tal glasses that made him look smart in his previous life. He put down his hand, clenched it into a fist, and then let go.
After getting off the bus, ng Zhong still led ng Yi into the European style manor. The entrance to the gate was a huge fountain pool. From a wide view, you could see flower beds and small trees. Around the fountain pool, you could see a huge five story building, which is the house of the ng family's old house.
It is in the suburbs of Haicheng that the ng family can monopolize such a large manor also shows his status in Haicheng.
ng Bi took a look and took his eyes back. This is the second ti he has co to the ng family's ho, but it is his first ti. His curiosity about foreign objects will not exceed three seconds. He is so calm that ng Zhong is helpless. When he was first brought to the ng family by uncle Wen, he praised for half a month before he cald down slightly. However, this "hillbilly" ng fan only looked at it It's just eye poop.
Tut, silly boy! When ng Zhong didn't look at ng Xuan's appearance, he said this.
And the uncle Wen, who had contacted ng Yu before, received the notice from the guard when they arrived at the gate of ng's house.
He ca from the side road of the flower garden and stopped three steps in front of ng Bi, who was originally going to take ng Xuan to find him.
ng Zhong took another look at ng Yi, and then he looked at Uncle Wen. "This is master ng."
Wen Shu's eyes swept over ng Xuan's face, but there was no emotion. He nodded gently, and ng Zhong bowed away. However, he showed an extraordinary respect for uncle Wen.
When Uncle Wen was looking at ng, he was also looking at him. Before he was 40 or 50, people looked serious. That's what ng Zhen saw. This was what he told himself to observe. Otherwise, he might treat uncle Wen like ng Zhong, that is, he didn't look at him.
However, it is useless for him to observe. He is worthy of a clear understanding of his own qualifications. What is the use of seeing age and a little obvious temperant? ng Yi thought about it again, but it didn't work.
"This way, please." when Uncle Wen was talking to ng, the seriousness of facing ng Zhong suddenly disappeared and beca gentle and considerate. "The seventh young master and the eldest young master are the sa. Just call uncle Wen."
"Oh," ng said, but he looked back. He thought that uncle Wen was very strange. It was only two seconds before he changed his temper.
Before he thought he was a serious man, but now he felt frustrated. He once again gave himself a label that he would not know people. Therefore, he had better wait for his marriage.
Uncle Wen did not show any emotion for ng's indifference. He continued to lead him to the main house, but he wanted to take him to et the man who had just taken a nap.
As an illegitimate son who was taken ho, the first person he had to et was of course Mr. ng. This was also an approval of his identity. Perhaps he could get green eyes. His treatnt in the ng family would be different.
In his last life, he was the only one who t with ng's old house. After that, he had never seen anyone from the ng family. He had been trapped in the ng family's private experintal base, or he had seen it in the base or university. However, he did not know people and did not recognize them.
However, there is nothing to care about. He has decided to take the road of "waste" marriage.
He was not nervous and didn't ask questions. Instead, he asked Uncle Wen to give him a high look. Whether he was a deep-seated city official or not, this kind of self-cultivation was worth appreciating.
Entering through a side door, he did not need to go upstairs. He led ng Xuan through the hall, but ca out through a small door. Then he saw an old-fashioned house behind the European style mansion. Entering it, he was led to a study full of tea.
However, it is different from the luxurious and dignified study that ng Yi saw in his last life. It should be just a place where he can read books and have fun. It can also show that he has absolutely no attitude towards ng Bi.
ng Yu in her last life is of so use, but now she is a vase beauty who can only take her appearance. There is nothing strange about this difference.
After entering the study, ng was silent for a long ti. The reason is very simple. With his eyes closed, ng can't see whether he is really sleeping or just pretending to sleep and deliberately hang him.
And uncle Wen stopped at the door of the study and only let ng Xuan enter.
He glanced over the old man ng and took it back in a proper manner. The people in the old house of ng family were not those he could make a few judgnts. He had better not be too preconceived.It was twenty minutes before master ng opened his eyes. His eyes were as profound and unpredictable as his clothes and appearance.
"Are you ng Yi?"
ng Zhen raised his head and nodded, without hesitation or resentnt. He was so calm that he had to take another look at him. However, after he nodded, he bowed his head again.
ncius didn't plan to talk to him about anything. He didn't know what he could say to him. In addition to nodding, he went into the study and then ca out. In this little half an hour, he didn't say a word.
Uncle Wen didn't have the slightest intention to explore what ng Yu said and did in his study. He took ng Fu back to the mansion in front of him, and then he said, "this is your room."
ng opened the door and it was a spacious and bright suite with independent bathroom, cloakroom and ga room. Among all the places where ng lived, his grandmother's house was not as good as 1% here.
ng she went into the bed to touch, but so dislike, "too soft, I can change a hard point."
ng Yi ignores everything else, but sticks to the bed. He is anxious to get married, but also wants to make himself feel at ease and try to sleep well in his lifeti.
Uncle Wen accepted ng's any reaction well. He nodded, "yes."
However, he still didn't an to go. He continued, "this is the old house. Young n and young ladies don't live here. They usually go back to their old house on weekends. Three days later, I'll show you to see them."
"The two old ladies are not here. They will co back in the evening. If you want to see , you can arrange for you."
ng Yi hesitated for a mont, or shook his head. As in his previous life, he didn't want to have too much interaction with the ng family. In other words, he was born with a natural aversion to excessive communication with other people. It was just more serious for the ng family, so that he could be aware of it.
"When can I have class?"
Uncle Wen rarely pauses for a mont, and then he understands the aning of ng's words.
"Tomorrow, if you want."
Seeing ng Zhen really want to nod his head, uncle Wen sighs gently, but ng can't understand what he is sighing about. He only listens to him and says, "you just ca back. You don't need to be in such a hurry. Take a few days off. Let's start class next Monday."
ng Yi nodded, and then uncle Wen bowed slightly and left.
But not long after that, several people ca to replace ng's bed. Before he could sit on his new bed, he was held by a succession of stylists and tailors. After that, he adjusted his hair and put on clothes to make him a real vase.
Taking care of him from the beginning to the end is to watch him blossom his beauty. Several servants and masters were shocked.
The appearance of the ng family is not bad, but it can't be as delicate as ng Zhen, with peach blossom in the eyes. That kind of hook feeling, in the stylist's special decoration, and strong two points.
He doesn't need to talk. Standing like this is a painting, a beautiful scenery that makes people reluctant to move their eyes away.
ng also looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was a little disordered, but his clothes were clean and tidy. As for the rest, he didn't really see it.
He didn't feel too much about the silence and amazent of all the people, not to ntion that he was not familiar with these people. Even those students who studied with ng Shen for three years had more silence when facing ng.
People take their mind back, stylists and tailors leave, the servant will clean up the room for a while, and finally ng Yi is quiet.
When he was teased by these people, Feng Zejiao, one of the old ladies who were not at ho, was eting with he wan, the old lady of the Yan family, in a flower arranging room. He said that she was an old lady. However, Feng Zejiao was a generation later than Feng Zejiao. Only when his eldest son was in charge of the family early, she was promoted from his wife to an old lady.
He wan looks down at the information Feng Zejiao has brought her. There are several photos in it, but it is ng Yi. One of them is a picture of him entering high school. His facial features are exquisite, but his eyes have an inexplicable dull feeling. It really conforms to her daughter-in-law standard. It can't be too ugly or too smart.
And ng ets the two requirents.
"A little younger," he wan whispered. Indeed, ng's birthday is in May, and there is still a whole year before he reaches the legal age of 18.
Feng Zejiao knew that he wan was about to finish this thing. She said softly, "he has just returned to the ng family. He has not settled down yet. He should have been 18 years old."
ng Yi has only one registered permanent residence in his grandmother's place. Now that people are taken back to the ng family, the household registration naturally needs to be handled. It is better to do it again as a black household than to move back. When the ti cos, the age is just a matter of changing a number.
He wan Wen Yan gently nodded, "do you have so new photos? I'll take them back to sui'er to have a look. He doesn't mind. It's settled."
Feng Zejiao smiles and sends a ssage to Uncle Wen. Soon after, a new photo of ng Yu is sent to her mobile phone.ng Yan was surprised to suddenly lift his eyes. He was photographed, and the feeling of being too beautiful was strong. If you don't read the information, you can't feel that he is such a dull person.
However, after seeing ng Fu's experience from childhood to adulthood, he wan can understand this kind of dullness, limited by talent, and can't be saved.
The author has sothing to say: in modern tis, the marriage of n has been accepted by law.
In addition, male owners hate marriage because they want to get away from the ng family and want to have a good sleep.
Yan Sui: I can satisfy you.
ng Yan:
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