Blue Mountain Manor, one o'clock at night.

A grand wine dinner has just ended.

The heavy rain and cold weather did not affect the enthusiasm here at all.

The dinner party started at eleven o'clock at night and lasted for a full two hours.

A lot of luxury cars were parked outside the manor, including Maserati, Ferrari, Lamborghini... various models and colors.

The manor was decorated with flowers and red carpets, making it look like a wedding feast, festive and prosperous.

Most men wear suits and are elegant gentlemen, while women wear various colored dresses and are dignified and beautiful.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of roses and earthy scents.

At one o'clock, the banquet ended, and people in the manor came out one after another and went home.

At the door, Song Shaoyan, who had drunk too much, greeted Josnian.

"Master Qiao, I'll go back first." He was very drunk and was supported by the Song family's driver.

"Well, be careful on the road." Josnian warned him.

Song Shaoyan waved to Josnian like naughty children.

The driver helped him into the car. He drunkenly took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

His low and drunken voice floated in the air——

"Come pick me up."

"I'm drunk, why don't you pick me up?"

"I'll give you ten seconds to think. If you don't come to pick me up, I will..."

"I'll just..."

"What should I do with you?"

"Ning An, you are really a very annoying woman."

"I'm drunk and you didn't come to pick me up."

Song Shaoyan was talking all the way, he was very drunk, talking nonsense, and he was a bit coquettish.

The driver of the Song family was so embarrassed that he quickly opened the door with an umbrella and let Song Shaoyan sit in the car.

Song Shaoyan was dazed, his face flushed, and he resisted the car door at first.

The driver pried off his fingers and put him into the car.

Song Shaoyan's hair was slightly wet, which added a bit of feminine charm to his young and handsome face.

Josnian lit a cigarette in his hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Song Shaoyan's Bentley disappear into the rain.

Gradually, it turned into a dot and disappeared.

Qin Shien did not intend to go back because of Han Yun's insistence on staying, so he planned to rest in the guest room of the manor.

The cold wind in the middle of the night added a lot of chill to the surroundings.

The night was shrouded, and Josnian's stern face flickered in the light and fog.

This man stood on the steps, and with just one understatement, he was infinitely charming.

The guests dispersed one after another.

Han Yun sent away the last group of guests and took his daughter Han Yurou to the eaves of the manor.

The rainwater flew down from the corners of the eaves, pattering down, falling on the ground, and splashing white water splashes.

Han Yun wears a very formal suit, while his daughter Han Yurou is more casual.

Wearing a fragrant white dress, elegant makeup, and delicate eyebrows.

Her long black hair is draped over her shoulders, and when the wind blows, the soft hair flies gently.

When Han Yurou smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and her elegance contained a naive simplicity.

"Grandpa Qin, Mr. Qiao." Han Yurou smiled at them.

"Yurou, the last time I saw you, you were only three or four years old. You are still as quiet and quiet now as you were when you were a child." Qin Shien said.

Han Yurou smiled.
Chapter completed!