Sister, you miss me

The servant prepared a sumptuous lunch, and Schneider also took the table. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but mutter to himself with tears in his eyes: "Your Excellency Brighton, you can rest in peace!"

While the meal was being served, Brighton’s old sister and her sister’s son Jack came together.

Judging from the manners of their clothes, these years have not been very good.

Yang Feng knew it was not so coincidental, but didn't plan to care about it either.

The mother and son took Yang Feng's hands and told about the hardships and repentance of the past.

Yang Feng looked like it was going to be endless, so he interrupted and said: "Needless to say, if you don't mind, you will live in the manor in the future."

"Really?" The mother and son wiped tears at the same time.

"Of course, but, Jack, you are responsible for managing the manor. If I am not satisfied one day, I will fire you."

"Thank you, you are really my nephew..."

Yang Feng grabbed Jack by the neckline, interrupted his words, and said coldly, "Don't follow me. Now we are in an employment relationship. It's that simple."

"Yes, yes." Jack nodded like garlic.

On January 10, it fell in New Jersey, and the white snow turned the manor into a world wrapped in silver.

Qin Xue stayed for two days. Although she was reluctant to think about Shu, she decided to leave for the sake of her ideals.

Therefore, Yang Feng felt that it was time to return home.

Rejecting Chen Zhendong's sincere invitation and retention, Yang Feng, Dracula, Qin Xue, Ali Ya and Hong Tianjiao boarded the Gulfstream G950.

Mother and son Jack prepared gifts for everyone, and they were very diligent from beginning to end.

...

Aliya still remembered Hong Tianjiao's teasing her hatred that night, and Hong Tianjiao was also a little embarrassed to face Aliya.

As a result, Qin Xue became the target of the two wooing and was embarrassed.

But Dracula took Yang Feng for an in-depth discussion.

Dracula said: "Xiaofeng, when the stock is listed, your life has reached another height. From then on, you have a different perspective on the problem. What I want to know is, have you planned your future life path?"

"No." Yang Feng shook his head.

"Uh..." Dracula was obviously surprised by his answer. "Many people have a lot of ideas when they have money. Haven't you thought about it at all?"

"I thought about it a little bit."

"What is it?" Dracula's eyes brightened and said excitedly: "Is it true that Guangzhi Tianzhai accepts beautiful concubines, and then desperately creates people so that they can inherit the incense from generation to generation?"

"Roll! What a mess." Yang Feng scolded with a smile: "I also have big ambitions. I want to be a hero."

"Hero?" Dracula's eyes were bigger than a light bulb.

"Isn't the mechanical bird going to the sky? In the future, wherever there is danger, where there is need, there will be my birdman." Yang Feng proudly nodded his nose, as childish as a kindergarten pupil.

Dracula slapped his head and fell on the sofa.

Not long after that, Schneider’s peaceful voice came on the radio: "Sir, because I need to add some information, I was allowed to land at the neon Akita Airport through contact. May I ask if you have any special explanations."

When Yang Feng heard the neon, Junko Liu sounded, so he picked up the satellite phone and dialed her number.

"Maple, why would you call me?"

Yang Feng's heart was crisp, and he smiled: "Guess where I am?"

"How can I guess, isn't it in China? Ah!" Junko Liu suddenly exclaimed, "Don't tell me you're here for neon?"

"Look, I'm on top of your head."

Junko Yanagi raised her head and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees: "Cut--I only saw a passenger plane."

"Oh, my plane is too small. It will stop at Akita Airport in half an hour. You will pick me up."

"Really you are not lying to me?"

"Let's talk about it, my plane started to dive."

"Maple, I was so surprised, I must make you feel like an emperor."

"I am not alone, not to mention that I have always been a low-key person, just so good, don't be extravagant.

"It's all up to you." Junko Liu Sheng said softly.

Yang Feng hung up, and Dracula asked, "Is it Junko Yanagi?"

"how do you know?"

"Who else do you know in Neon?"

Yang Feng smiled: "That's true."

Dracula pointed at him: "You."

The plane landed slowly as instructed, and the airport and ground were extremely diligent. Qin Xue said, "Brother, the people here are still very enthusiastic and polite!"

Yang Feng shook his head: "Enthusiasm, you give me 500,000 yuan at once, see if I am enthusiastic about you?"

"Ah? Five hundred thousand!" Qin Xue slapped her tongue.

"As for politeness! If you say bowing is polite, then I must agree."

Qin Xue glanced across Yang Feng with an amorous look, then held his arm, as if no one was standing by.

Outside, in front of others, Qin Xue always dominates Yang Feng like this, not allowing others to get involved.

As soon as the group walked out of the cabin, they saw three cars lined up next to the plane.

A Lexus off-road, an Infini off-road, and an Acura in the middle.

Junko Yanagi wears a bright red yukata and a characteristic bun. He doesn't wear pink or daisy on her face, and she has oversized sunglasses on her eyes.

The moment she saw Yang Feng, she still couldn't believe it, slowly took off her sunglasses, and then stepped on the clogs and rushed towards Yang Feng.

Perhaps because of too much excitement, Junko Yanu tripped and fell forward in exclamation.

Yang Feng shook Qin Xue away and took a step forward. With a copy of his right arm, Chunko Liu's body turned 180 degrees in his arms.

Liu Sheng Chunzi was lying halfway in Yang Feng's arms like this, still in shock, with a trace of paleness on her face, and her chest rising and falling.

Yang Feng smiled faintly, staring at the beautiful woman in her arms.

For a long time, Junko Liu Sheng smiled slightly, twisted his slender waist, put his arms around Yang Feng's neck, and put his red lips together.

Dracula kept his eyes open, with a devotion to study.

Hong Tianjiao is okay, Aliya and Qin Xue directly closed their eyes, reluctant to look directly.

Yang Feng and Junko Liu Sheng got into Acura, and three cars drove into a villa on the outskirts with a garden and swimming pool.

After everyone got out of the car, Liu Sheng Junzi arranged for a servant to invite the guests to take a seat, and then said to Yang Feng: "I'll go upstairs to change clothes." Then he reluctantly left.

Qin Xue finally caught the opportunity, she grabbed Yang Feng's neckline and asked, "Say, when did you get it?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "Me, her, Mingguang, we have lived together for three years, and she has been taking care of me."

Qin Xue let go of her hand, actually a little envious of Junko Liu Sheng, Ming Guang said that Xuankong Temple is in the Jedi, in such an environment, there is nothing to think about except living and enjoying life.

Less than a cigarette, Junko Yanagi walked down the stairs. She changed into a white yukata. The traditional bun was untied, and she simply tied it into a ponytail behind her head. As a result, she became casual. A lot of affinity.

"Everyone, I will make tea for everyone." Junko Yanu said softly.

As for why the servants didn't serve tea to the guests, it seemed that Junko Yanagi had explained it, and Yang Feng remembered that she is a master of neon tea ceremony, and the emperor of neon is proud to drink her tea!

At the beginning of the university tea fight, Su Qinxin was able to win more because of hardware and momentum.

At this moment, Junko Yanagi knelt on the floor mat and set a posture.

Burning incense, playing music, making tea...

The complicated props and procedures are dazzling, but pleasing to the eye.

After drinking tea, the red sun is sinking, and dusk is rising everywhere.

Junko Yanu asked everyone to take a look around. He soon started the meal and went to the kitchen.

When the meal was over, everyone went to the village to follow the customs, drank sake, ate sashimi, sashimi, laver rice and so on.

These things, occasionally eaten, do not have a flavor.

After the meal, Yang Feng suggested to swim in a slightly awkward manner, and he got a unanimous response.

Except Dracula.

Tiny snow particles are blowing in the wind. In the constant temperature swimming pool, Yang Feng and four young and beautiful girls are playing in the water.

I only hate that time is too fast.

Dracula sat on the terrace on the second floor, admiring the beautiful bikini girls below.

...

After staying in Neon for one night, it cost 500,000 yuan, and some gangs of spirit and strength finally returned to the northern capital.

Because Zhengyu Security's project in Kelin was officially launched, the manpower was a little unavailable, so Hong Tianjiao hurried back to Hong Kong non-stop.

Jin Zishan made a phone call and Yang Feng remembered what he had promised to build Wencheng County into a natural pasture.

The name of Yang Feng is different today. After a phone call, the senior officials of Mengniu and Yili immediately expressed their careful guidance and proposed a one-stop cooperation plan.

Yang Feng didn't want to use his brains, so he gave the decision to Jin Zishan.

Fengxue Group has performed strongly overseas, and its share price has risen above US$150 through a five-star fund.

Yang Feng is still living in Fengjing Garden for the time being. Besides Qin Xue, there is another Aliya, and Aliya seems to be reluctant to leave.

At first, Aliya shared the bed with Qin Xue. After returning to China, she actually occupied a bed alone. This was only a two-bedroom house. If Yang Feng didn't want to sleep on the sofa, she had to touch the bed alone.

In general, this home is still full of harmony. Yang Feng can't make clothes to reach out, but it is still possible to open his mouth when he eats. Moreover, a series of housework such as washing pots, washing dishes and sweeping have nothing to do with Yang Feng.

This is an extremely ordinary night at the end of January, because there is heating, the home is very warm.

Just after eating, Yang Feng sat on his bed, which was actually a sofa, but it was his bed now. He watched the financial news.

The sound of scrubbing and scrubbing came from the kitchen, and Aria and Qin Xue cleaned up the "battlefield" inside.

Occasionally glanced at the kitchen and looked at the beautiful backs of the girls in the two aprons, Yang Feng was also very satisfied.

In addition to sleeping on the sofa.

In fact, this was what he asked for himself. He was unwilling to pierce that layer of window paper. He wanted to retain the feeling of affection for Qin Xue, and he couldn't let go of his hatred for Aria.

Suddenly someone rang the doorbell, and Yang Feng picked it up and shouted happily, "Dad."

Not long after, Qin Zhong, who was still in a long gown, stood in the living room with a chill.

Qin Xue and Ali Ya immediately came out to see people.

Qin Zhong nodded, and his gaze stayed on Aliya's face for three more seconds, and then he was straightforward: "Xiaoqing has it."

Yang Feng suddenly staggered.