Magic City.

A private jet descends slowly.

Passers-by seem to be surprised by this.

Because this is the most luxurious residential area in the entire magic capital.

This is a villa area of about 30,000 square meters.

There are more than a dozen small villas scattered around the periphery of the villa area, and in the center of the villa area, there are four villas that are extremely luxurious.

This villa area is not on the outskirts of the city, but in the city center, with a panoramic view of the Huangpu River and the Bund.

But there is no hustle and bustle of the city here, but the environment is quiet, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the mountains are full of greenery.

And the landing point of this private jet is in the second largest villa among them.

This is Xue Meng's home.

After the plane landed smoothly and stopped, one of the pilots opened the cabin door for Zhang Yifeng and Xue Meng.

Zhang Yifeng patted Xue Meng, who was still asleep, and said softly: "Mengmeng, I'm home, go back to the house and sleep." ”

"Hmm~ No, I don't want to walk by myself."

"You hug me!"

Xue Meng was extremely rare to have a coquettish relationship with Zhang Yifeng, and she still stayed on the bed and didn't want to get up.

Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to do the same and hugged Xue Meng again.

Xue Meng chuckled.

Zhang Yifeng carried her off the plane and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

Outside the gate, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking like a polite butler greeted him.

He looked at Zhang Yifeng.

After searching his memories and finding that he didn't know the person in front of him, the butler didn't speak as directly as the bodyguard before.

Because he saw Xue Meng in Zhang Yifeng's arms.

Xue Meng's personality housekeeper knows better than anyone else, a woman who is so strong will snuggle up in a man's arms at this moment.

Then this man is definitely not ordinary.

The butler smiled and nodded, bowed, and said nothing.

At this time, another middle-aged man with still dark and dense hair, dressed in Tang costume, and in good spirits, also stood in front of the door and looked at the two with a smile.

"Master, Miss is back."

Xue Changfeng nodded, waved his hand to the butler again, and motioned for him to step back.

The housekeeper was also very interested, and after giving Xue Changfeng a salute, he retired.

"Xiaomeng! Not down yet! What a system! ”

Xue Changfeng saw that his daughter had no intention of getting out of Zhang Yifeng's arms, and couldn't help but stare at him, and said with some displeasure.

"Hello Uncle Xue! Meng Meng she's tired, just let her sleep for a while, where is her room? I sent her over. ”

Zhang Yifeng greeted the middle-aged man in front of him very politely.

"You just spoil her, if you get married in the future, I'm afraid your life will be difficult."

"Dad!" Xue Meng complained, her cheeks crimson.

Zhang Yifeng is similar, but he is a man after all, and he is thick-skinned, so he didn't show it.

"Hahaha! Go, go, I can't take care of you young people. Xue Changfeng laughed three times and waved his hand.

Zhang Yifeng, led by a servant, walked around the huge mansion and finally sent Xue Meng to her own bedroom.

Although Xue Meng is not fat, Zhang Yifeng is not strong, and after hugging all the way, Zhang Yifeng also felt that his arms were a little sore.

After putting Xue Meng down, coaxing her again, and letting her fall asleep, Zhang Yifeng came to the bathroom.

Smelling the smell of his body, Zhang Yifeng himself was a little unbearable.

I didn't want to talk about the smell of sweat, I slept all night in that dilapidated guest house before.

At this moment, the musty smell on my body is still lingering for a long time.

If he doesn't take a bath, he won't be able to see anyone.

After some freshening, Zhang Yifeng changed into a brand new dress.

The whole person looks much cleaner and fresher.

"Xiaofeng, come, have a cup of tea with your uncle."

Zhang Yifeng had just dried his hair when he was called to tea by Xue Changfeng.

Xue Changfeng is fifty-five years old this year, and in a few years, it will be the year of the sixtieth year.

The marriage of his daughter Xue Meng has always been a problem for him.

He knows the relationship between Xue Meng and Zhang Yifeng.

And Zhang Yifeng's background is also clear to him.

The two of them can be regarded as a good match.

And this man and woman are also talented men and women, a match made in heaven.

Originally, this kind of thing came naturally, but these two people just refused to pierce this layer of window paper and went to the last step.

His words just now seemed to be a joke, but in fact, he was knocking on the side to remind the two.

The eldest is not small, it's time to get married!

Now that his daughter is gone, he just wants to find out what this kid is.

After Xue Changfeng poured Zhang Yifeng a cup of tea, he slowly spoke: "Xiaofeng, you don't seem to have been back for more than five years, how is the imperial capital, are you still used to life?" ”

"Uh, it's okay."

"Why did you think about coming back this time, what kind of competition did you have, are you done?"

"Not yet."

"Then what is the purpose of coming back this time?"

After a short greeting, Xue Changfeng finally entered the topic.

In front of Xue Meng's father, Zhang Yifeng is completely lacking in his calculation and sophistication when playing games.

At this point, he felt like he was walking on thin ice.

Because he knew that the middle-aged man in front of him had a hidden mystery in every sentence and had a clear purpose.

Because Xue Changfeng, like his father, has been in business for many years.

In the shopping mall, a battlefield without gunpowder, it has developed from a small enterprise of only more than 50 people to the largest logistics group in China.

How could Xue Changfeng be a master to be messed with?

"I want to accompany Mengmeng." Zhang Yifeng didn't think much about it, and answered directly.

Because he knows that in front of this kind of old fox, the more you try to play with words and scheming, you must be the one who suffers in the end.

The more you think about it, the more things will be revealed.

Zhang Yifeng simply didn't want to think about it directly, and directly obeyed his heart.

Abbreviated as cowardice.

Actually, that's what he really said.

For Xue Meng, he is really a little sorry, although he can be alone, focusing on his own career and ignoring his own health and future.

But he only didn't want to live up to Xue Meng's favor and wait for him.

Now it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and I can take some time to accompany Xue Meng.

Although she can't repay her five-year wait, Zhang Yifeng wants to repay some interest first.

"Can I take this as your proposal to my Xue Meng?"

Xue Changfeng didn't even bother to pave the way and operate now, and went directly to Zhang Yifeng's highland, intending to bulldoze the crystal in waves.

Zhang Yifeng knew that he couldn't retreat, if he agreed now, then he wouldn't want to go to the waves.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yifeng finally gave up lying and struggling.

"Uncle Xue, I'll just say it directly, I want to wait until next year and then ......"

"Xue Meng, she is 24 this year, and she will be 25 next year." Xue Changfeng's face became gloomy, and he directly interrupted.

For the sake of his daughter, he didn't want her to wait another year.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing in an instant.

Zhang Yifeng didn't choose to say anything more.

He has his own insistence.

If he would compromise his dream because of Xue Meng's father's hard work.

Then he is not the same Zhang Yifeng anymore.

For a long time, it was Xue Changfeng who broke the embarrassment first.

A smile appeared on his face again, and he scolded with a smile: "You stinky boy, but you have a lot of backbone, yes, if you really succumb, Uncle I will look down on you." ”

"Forget it, this girl in my family is also the master who has identified a person, and ten cows can't pull it back, what do you like."

"Drink tea, drink tea!"

Zhang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

Father-in-law's level, he can be regarded as passing.

Although the two are separated by a generation, with Xue Changfeng's insight and sophistication, chatting with Zhang Yifeng is also speculative.

After three teas, Xue Changfeng glanced at the largest villa building not far away, looked sideways at Zhang Yifeng, and asked, "When you come back this time, don't you plan to go home to see?" ”