Ouyang Chengfeng covered his head with the quilt. It was not until Shangguan Huiyin left that his head gradually came out of the quilt.
At this time, his expression was so cold. Looking at the moon outside, Ouyang Chengfeng sighed quietly.
The Ouyang family is different from other families. It is a family with relatively conservative etiquette. When it comes to Chinese festivals, the Ouyang family will hold them very grandly every time.
As the eldest son and legitimate grandson, Ouyang Chengfeng would only cause dissatisfaction from the whole family in the future if he did not attend.
It's not that he doesn't know the seriousness of the consequences.
But, first of all, this can help his younger brother Ye Chengze gain recognition from his family.
Second, he can accompany Shangguan Huiyin.
Facing Shangguan Huiyin whose life experience was unknown, Ouyang Chengfeng had never heard anything about her family from her mouth. Maybe she didn't want to say it, or maybe there were some things that made it impossible for her to say it, so he didn't want to call her lonely!
But……
The stubborn and domineering Ouyang Chengfeng didn't know how to express his feelings, so his kindness was misunderstood by Shangguan Huiyin time and time again...
Early the next morning, Ouyang Chengfeng's illness improved. He left the castle in anger very early without even saying hello to Shangguan Huiyin.
In the end, he had no choice but to return to Ouyang's family.
In front of you is a large castle, covering an area of several hundred miles, all of which is the private property of the Ouyang family.
He parked his car in the parking lot of the castle and walked straight into the castle.
"Young Master Chengfeng." Two rows of maids stood neatly in the castle, welcoming Ouyang Chengfeng's entry.
He held his suit jacket in his hand and walked gracefully on the red carpet until at the end, he opened a big door.
Inside the door is the hall in the castle. This hall is magnificent and magnificent, with a large crystal chandelier hanging in the middle.
There were many people sitting in the hall, most of them were relatives of the Ouyang family. Seeing Ouyang Chengfeng enter, everyone bowed respectfully to Ouyang Chengfeng.
Facing the traditional Ouyang family, the oldest person in this family is Ouyang Chengfeng's grandfather, followed by his father, and then he.
Even his grandmother, his mother, and Ye Chengze are considered humble.
Ouyang Chengfeng looked straight at the main seat without squinting. There was an old man in his 70s sitting in that seat. He had gray hair, but he had a youthful face.
"Grandpa." After Ouyang Chengfeng shouted, he lowered his head slightly. When he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man next to him. The man was about 40 years old, full of heroism and extraordinary bearing: "Father."
This is the etiquette of the Ouyang family. When facing your father, you can only call him father.
In an ordinary family, when the children come home, their parents and elders will give them a good hug, but the Ouyang family is different. When Ouyang Chengfeng sees his grandfather, father, and mother, it is as formal as a routine, and it is not as harmonious as a normal family.
, and even less able to appreciate what warmth is. Perhaps this is the sadness of a wealthy family.
"Chengfeng, why didn't you go home with Chengze yesterday?" Ouyang Chengfeng's grandfather asked Ouyang Chengfeng sharply.
"I'm delayed because I have something to do." Ouyang Chengfeng's language is no longer frivolous, and he can't say that he is sick, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble...