Xu Fenglai hastily left the villa, and a flurry of lights came from the intersection in front of the courtyard.
The interior of the Xu Family's old residence was constructed like an ancient manor, with each building strategically placed, facing south while sitting to the north, displaying an extremely meticulous attention to feng shui.
The main house ahead was where Elder Rong resided.
A black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped at the door, the rear door opened, and the tall and lean figure of a man alighted from the car. His slender, fair fingers adjusted his glasses frame, and then he turned and looked over.
Since he was seen, it would be impolite not to greet him.
Xu Fenglai smiled, "Third Uncle, have you just returned from abroad?"
Rong Moyong raised an eyebrow and lifted his left hand to glance at his wristwatch. "It's so late, where are you headed?"
Xu Fenglai: "..."
