After Mu Shaoling sat down, Lei looked at Nian Mu and Dong Zijun.
Because of Mu Shaoling, he was very polite to them and did not put on an aloof attitude, "Please."
"Thank you." Nian Mu and Dong Zijun also leaned over the extended version of the Royce.
Lei finally got into the car, closed the door, and told the driver to drive home.
The dazzling Rolls-Royce walked away.
Song Beiye watched the Rolls-Royce leave, silently wrote down the license plate number, squinted his eyes, and stood at the airport gate, thinking.
The man who picked up Mu Shaoling looked familiar. Who was he?
He thought he had a clear understanding of Mu Shaoling's interpersonal relationships, but when he came to Russia, he discovered that there was something else he didn't know...
Assistant Yang took care of everything and came over dragging two suitcases, "Boss, the car is already waiting over there."
"What car?" Song Beiye still looked at the direction the Rolls-Royce was leaving.
"Come pick us up and take us to the hotel." Assistant Yang was a little stunned and didn't know why he asked.
After leaving the airport, don’t you always go to the hotel?
Song Beiye looked directly at Assistant Yang and repeated the meaning of what he just said, "What I'm asking is, what brand of car is it?"
"It's a Mercedes-Benz..." Assistant Yang said, even more puzzled. Could it be that he also had requirements for a car?
"Just a Mercedes?" Song Beiye was very dissatisfied. The person who just picked up Mu Shaoling was a Rolls Royce.
It's not that he doesn't have a Rolls-Royce, but when he saw the scene just now, his desire to compare was at work, and for a moment, he felt that he was lagging behind.
Assistant Yang heard his dissatisfaction and quickly replied: "Boss, you didn't ask for a car before. Now, you really can't find another car..."
On his side, it was the car arranged by the hotel, this Mercedes-Benz, which he paid extra for, and was responsible for their next trip.
Assistant Yang thought that this arrangement would satisfy Song Beiye, but unexpectedly, he was still not satisfied.
"Forget it this time, I'll get a better car later." Song Beiye said, "Lead the way."
Seeing that he was willing to get in the car, Assistant Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that because Song Beiye was not satisfied with the car, he waited at the airport gate and asked him to get another one.
The hotel had confirmed with him the day before whether a Mercedes-Benz would be sent to pick him up, and said that if he wanted another car, he needed to inform him one day in advance.
"Yes." Assistant Yang dragged two boxes of luggage forward.
After getting in the car, Song Beiye took out his mobile phone and asked someone, "Help me investigate who the car with this license plate number belongs to."
In Russia, there are only a few people who can afford to drive that Rolls-Royce.
Either the person who picked up Mu Shaoling was a renter, or he was a great person.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Song Beiye always felt that it was the latter after seeing the man's profile and back. His aura was extraordinary and he was not easy to mess with at first glance.
Assistant Yang sat in the passenger seat and communicated with the driver in English, intending to ask him about the process of changing cars.
Unfortunately, the driver's English was very poor. After the two communicated for a long time, Assistant Yang still didn't understand what the driver was talking about.
Song Beiye, who was sitting in the back, became impatient and asked, "Didn't you inquire clearly when you came?"
"Sorry, boss, I didn't handle it well." Assistant Yang complained in his heart. Song Beiye usually drove a Mercedes-Benz. He thought that the specifications of this Mercedes-Benz were not low, and it was more than enough to use as his entrance and exit.
It was unexpected that he was not satisfied yet.
…
The other side.
Lei's driver drove them to the villa.
Looking at the exterior of the villa, Nian Mu felt strange.
Mu Shaoling asked: "Changed your address?"
"Yes, my sister didn't like the previous villa because it was too old, so she changed to a newer villa." Lei said, instructing the driver not to carry Mu Shaoling and others' luggage.
They came here just for a meal and as guests.
Lei previously wanted Mu Shaoling to live directly in his villa, but he refused, saying that staying in a hotel would make the rest of the trip more convenient.
So, I had to follow his wishes.
Mu Shaoling knew well that it wasn't that Vivian didn't like the previous villa style, but that Nangong Si didn't like it.
Vivian really gave up everything for Nangong Si. Although Vivian didn't look very good, it was good that Nangong Si could be loved so passionately by a woman.
"The environment here is very good." Mu Shaoling commented.
Lei's smile was not deep. He was quite reluctant to let Vivian move here because the security system here was far inferior to the previous location.
But for Nangong Si, she didn't care about her own safety.
There was no choice but to compromise.
"Please come in." Lei pressed his fingerprint and opened the door.
Mu Shaoling was pushed into the villa by the driver.
In front of the villa is a spacious Western-style garden. Because of winter, the flowers have faded and the leaves have fallen, and the bare branches are covered with thin ice, making it a bit depressed.
Several people walked through the long garden path and walked to the front of the main house.
Vivian was already standing there waiting. When she saw Mu Shaoling sitting in a wheelchair, she exclaimed and stepped forward with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
She called Mu Shaoling after Nangong Si.
"There was a little accident, it's okay." Facing Vivian, Mu Shaoling made his expression as gentle as possible.
Vivian is very sensitive because of her low self-esteem because of her appearance. If he is cold and cold, Vivian will think too much and think that she doesn't like her.
After all, Nangong Si has now calmed down and is focusing on staying with Vivian.
So after all, we are a family.
"Then you..." Vivian frowned, cautiously, for fear of hitting his sore spot, "Can you still stand up in the future?"
"It's just a fracture, didn't Lei say anything?" Mu Shaoling looked at Lei. He shouldn't have said these things.
Vivian looked at Lei and smiled slightly.
Lei was a little dissatisfied, "I don't have time to talk."
Now that Vivian is focused on Nangong Si, she has no time to listen to herself ramble on.
"Sorry, I was negligent." Vivian blamed herself. There was something wrong with the guests coming, but not knowing their current situation.
Nangong Si's voice came from inside the house, "Is the eldest brother here?"
After asking two questions in a row, Nangong Si ran out quickly and saw Mu Shaoling. He was not surprised, but asked: "Brother, you haven't removed the plaster yet?"
Vivian was stunned after listening to his words.
He knew about Mu Shaoling's injury? But he didn't tell himself...
Also, usually Nangong Si is not willing to tell her these daily routines. Usually he is talking and he is listening...
Even though she was used to it, Vivian still felt a little hurt inside.
"Not even a month." Mu Shaoling looked at Nangong Si and then at Vivian. They were together, but something still wasn't right.
