Chapter 213 Mountain King
Chapter 213 Mountain King
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Ran Feng, who had dressed himself and prepared gifts, sat in the car waiting for Yu Jiang to come downstairs.
People in the entertainment industry usually don't celebrate statutory holidays, so he had reserved time this morning to get ready for the meeting with his parents.
Yu Jiang had no expectations about "going home", so his schedule in the morning was to participate in an interview with the China Film Channel.
I happened to be using the TV station’s makeup and hair, so I went home to eat something, changed into a black outfit, and went downstairs.
In order to meet his parents, Ran Feng deliberately chose a black car, hoping to appear more stable.
However, a sports car, even if it is black, is not very stable. Unfortunately, he only has sports cars for personal use, so he doesn't have much choice.
As early as when Ran Feng was still in school, he swore that when he had financial resources in the future, he would buy all kinds of sports cars.
He is a man of his words. After becoming a top star, even though he doesn't have many opportunities to drive, he has bought many sports cars that are left gathering dust in the garage.
I had thought that a dozen sports cars would be enough to meet his daily needs, but I didn't expect the opportunity to meet his parents would come so soon.
Ran Feng stood at the door of the unit and rubbed his hands nervously. He saw Yu Jiang coming over and spread his hands around.
"How is it? Am I okay in this outfit?"
Yu Jiang said helplessly: "Very handsome, didn't you show it to me when we were video chatting?"
"I'm not talking about whether he's handsome or not. I mean, he looks decent, right?"
When his girlfriend was choosing clothes before, she said it would be best to wear formal clothes. He thought it was New Year's Eve after all, so he paired his black suit with a dark red turtleneck.
Originally he thought he was officially qualified to host the Spring Festival Gala, but after seeing Yu Jiang he became a little hesitant.
Her girlfriend was wearing a black velvet long skirt, a black cashmere jacket, black patent leather high heels, and even the silk scarf on her black square bag was black and white checkered.
It was very nice, but somehow it didn't feel like I was going back home for the New Year, it felt more like I was going back home for a funeral...
Anyway, there was no festive atmosphere, so he was worried that his choice of inner wear might be a bit inappropriate.
Yu Jiang smiled and took his arm, "Don't worry, he's handsome and well-mannered, and will definitely outshine my brothers."
After entering the city, Yu Jiang drove according to the navigation on his mobile phone for a while, and the surrounding high-rise buildings suddenly decreased sharply.
There was a white wall and a European-style gate. The license plate number had been reported to the family long ago, so no one stopped him and he drove straight through the gate.
This was Ran Feng’s first time entering the legendary wealthy area of Dongshan.
First, I saw some ordinary single-family villas, followed by a group of manor villas. After a white hospital building, I finally saw the manor where Lou Wangyun lived.
Looking at the European-style building with light blue roof on the top of the mountain, Yu Jiang explained to her boyfriend with an expressionless face.
"Chairman Lou likes to be closer to the city, so she chose to live here. From her room, she can just see the Jiang Building in the downtown area."
Ran Feng never thought that in Beijing, where every inch of land is valuable, half of the mountaintops are privately owned.
Yu Jiang pointed to the hospital nearby and said, "This used to be a small urban forest. I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her due to her age, so I pushed the hospital aside and built it."
"..."It turns out that not only the top of the mountain, but half of the mountain is owned by others, and they are like the king of the mountain.
Just now I was far away and only paid attention to the tall buildings in the manor. Now that I am closer, I can see clearly the camellia flowers planted around the manor.
The fiery red camellia flowers are in full bloom, and the reflections of snow blooming outside the light-colored buildings are particularly eye-catching.
Ran Feng rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is this flower real or fake?"
The weather in Beijing is not suitable for growing camellias. Even if there are people who don’t believe in it and plant them, most of them are frozen to death.
"Really." Yu Jiang blinked his sore eyes, "My grandma is not very environmentally friendly. She installed a lot of heat sinks for these flowers."
After a simple estimate of how many heat sinks would be needed to achieve this effect, Ran Feng could only say dryly, "It looks great."
Yu Jiang continued to introduce him, "This is the back door. It's more convenient to park from the back. We want to stay overnight, and it's troublesome to park in the front yard."
Ran Feng looked at the exquisite iron gate and sighed, "The back door is so beautiful, what about the front door?"
Yu Jiang looked at the plain black iron gate and said, "Nothing special, except that the fountain at the front door is quite large, so parking is inconvenient."
If we had known that Yu Jiang would be coming back today, there would have been staff here early, who would have informed the housekeeper and opened the door immediately.
No matter how well the garden is taken care of in winter, it is just so-so. Except for some coniferous trees that are trimmed well, most of the trees are bare and covered with snow, which looks lifeless.
As soon as Ke Weijiang heard the report from his subordinates, he told everyone the news of Yu Jiang's admission to the hospital.
Lou Wangyun sat up straight, his eyes lit up, "Xiao Ke, go out and meet her. You haven't been home for a long time, you must have forgotten what your home is like!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Leyi excitedly said, "Grandma, I'll go out and pick up my sister!"
Jiang Xiao, who was sitting next to him, grabbed his arm and pulled him back to sit. He whispered viciously, "My sister! Use you?"
Jiang Xiao raised his head and faced Lou Wangyun, and immediately put on a calm and dignified expression, "Grandma, don't worry, I'll go out."
Seeing that he really got up and went out first, Zhuang Leyi hurriedly chased after him, "Brother! Take me with you!"
With him taking the lead, several younger people around him followed suit and left. Only Lou Jingtai sat there awkwardly without moving.
Yu Xianning, who was sitting far away, heard that she was back. Her hands on her legs unconsciously tightened the hem of her skirt, and her face looked obviously not very good.
Jiang Jun sat next to her and paid close attention to her emotions. When he saw that she was in a bad mood, he would immediately stroke his wife's back to comfort her.
Lou Wangyun glanced at her coldly and said casually, "Today is New Year's Eve, and it's also the day when Yuyu returns home. I hope everyone can be happy."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xianning glanced up at her, with strong dissatisfaction in her eyes.
This was to warn her not to cause trouble. She was her own daughter, why should she be the one giving instructions?
If the mother-in-law didn't say anything, it might not have aroused her rebellious psychology, but once she said it, it seemed to make it more exciting.
Although Lou Wangyun was unhappy when his daughter-in-law glared at him, he did not get angry.
Her daughter-in-law has always been so rude. Even if she can't accept it after living with her for so many years, she has long been used to it.
It's a loss of face to argue with her like this. It's no longer necessary to argue who's right and who's wrong like in the early years.
What's more, his granddaughter is back today, so Lou Wangyun doesn't have the time to talk to her about the overall situation and etiquette.
Yu Xianning, who was not told anything, did not think that her mother-in-law, as the elder, was giving in to her. Instead, she felt that she was being ignored, and her mood became even worse.
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