The car slowly stopped outside the small villa, and Du Hai opened the car door for Cen Yun and Miao Keke.

Cen Ying stood outside the gate, looking at the white-toned house in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Every time I come back, I come and go in a hurry, and I haven't been here for the New Year for a long time." ”

Before Cen Ying went to high school, and when the old man in the family had not passed away, even if Cen Yun was busy, he would take time to go home once a month, and he would spend the New Year at home with his family.

Now, because of the death of the old man, Cen Ying grew up and went to high school in other places, and he never came back for the New Year.

Those former relatives and the like, because of the difference in vision and status, have long been estranged, so that Cen Ying didn't know a few relatives......

"Alright, let's go, let's go see our precious son." Miao Keke smiled slightly, took Cen Yun's hand, and came to the door.

Du Hai opened the door for the two of them, looking like he wanted to say something and stopped.

There were some maids in the house who were cleaning and cleaning, and when they heard the sound of the door opening, they all turned their heads and looked at the door.

After seeing Cen Yun, a group of people like well-trained soldiers quickly ran over, and the family stood neatly in front of Cen Yun and Miao Keke.

The maid who teased Cen Ying and "secretly sent Qiu Bo" to Cen Ying took a step forward, bowed slightly, and saluted with a smile: "Welcome home!" ”

All the maids shouted in unison: "Welcome home!" ”

The titles "master" and "young master" left over from feudal society were still a "hot" word when Cen Yun was young, so the training of these maids, Cen Yun asked them to call themselves masters, although they sounded old, but they had face.

This can be said to be due to the absence of the influence of a certain revolution, resulting in some bad "traditions" of the old era still inherited.

Although in today's information age, these things have begun to be lost to history. It's just that when Cen Yun just started his business, the network had just sprouted.

Well...... It can also be said that Cen Yun wanted to imitate the brains of the upper class when he was not a high-class person, and then it has been kept to this day, the young maid is just a title for the ticket, what a big deal.

Of course, brain pumping is only relative to Cen Ying, and the word young master is what Cen Yun asked the maids to call.

However, for this kind of vocabulary, Cen Ying only felt so embarrassed.

Cen Yun has never understood where the embarrassment is? I really don't understand these young people in the new era.

Facing the welcome of the maids, Cen Yun did not fluctuate, just nodded lightly, waved his hand to let everyone continue to work, and then left the maid at the head.

He asked, "What about the young master?" ”

A beautiful maid without a name was stunned for a moment, and said, "The young master just left three hours ago, and he said that he was going back to the capital." ”

"What?" Cen Yun was stunned, "Gone?" ”

What's the situation? I pushed away a bunch of entertainment and things, and I just wanted to go home to accompany this bastard son for the New Year, but he ran away without saying a word?

Cen Yun asked, "What is he doing in the capital?" ”

"I don't know." The maid shook her head.

Could it be that Cen Ying's kid is also busy now?

No, that kid has been throwing the company to that girl named Xiaolin, and he is running away by himself, how can it be because of business?

Thinking about it, Cen Yun asked again, "Then did he say anything?" ”

"Uh......" The maid thought for a moment and said, "The young master said that the master and the lady would not go home for the New Year, and he would not be interesting at home, so he took the young lady to the capital." ”

Cen Yun turned his head and glanced at Miao Keke, looking at each other.

What is the ...... They had nothing to say but looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Cen Ying looked at Du Hai behind him and sighed: "Old Du, you said that you will know when you get home, is that it?" ”

"Yes, boss." Du Hai nodded, "I just sent Xiaoying to the airport, and as soon as they left, I received a call from you on the way back, so I came from there." ”

"yes, got it." Cen Yun nodded lightly.

"Do you want to call Xiaoying and ask him to come back? Or let's go to the capital and go directly to him? Miao Keke asked.

"No need." Cen Yun smiled bitterly, "Okay, it's not easy to come back, let's sleep tonight, and then go over to have a look in two days." ”

"Listen to you." Miao Keke smiled slightly.

……

Not to mention Cen Yun and Miao Keke, after getting on the plane, Cen Ying and Jia Baili quickly returned to the capital, and then took a taxi back to the Art Development Zone, where they were in a "nest".

It's not like there's always a maid and nanny cleaning here, and after so many days, it's already covered with a layer of shallow dust.

Fortunately, Cen Ying had protected everything before she went home, and even if she still needed to clean up, she wouldn't be paralyzed like the previous times.

The capital is different from Qianzhou Province, even if the temperature is dozens of degrees lower than that of Qianzhou Province, as long as you stay at home, even if it is cold outside, it is very warm.

The weather in the south, it stands to reason that Cen Ying is a southerner, and she should adapt to the kind of damp and cold, but she has been here in the capital for the past few years, and she has been used to wearing short sleeves at home, but she can't adapt to it in a short time when she returns to the south.

Jia Baili, as usual, lay on the sofa and play games while Cen Ying was cleaning, and then raised her eyes to look at Cen Ying and said, "I'm really brain-pumping, so I will run back with you, wait until you don't make compensation for not making good food, I want you to look good." ”

"Yes, yes, when has your brain not been pumped?" Cen Ying replied casually while dragging the floor.

This is just a daily bickering, Cen Ying likes Jia Baili and herself the most, if she keeps playing games there, it will be boring.

And if Jia Baili doesn't want to come back, he will definitely shirk it in every possible way, where will it be like this time, and he agreed without hesitation.

"You're so bad at talking, I want to hit you." Jia Baili rolled her eyes at the dead fish, turned off the computer she turned on, put on her slippers and ran to Cen Ying, walking around where he had dragged it.

"What are you doing?" Cen Ying hung a few black lines on his forehead, "If you don't help, forget it, you're still here to make trouble, believe it or not, wait for me to order takeout?" ”

I thought that this lazy angel didn't play games and came here to help, but it turned out that she was still overestimating her.

"Hey, stingy." Jia Baili pursed her lips, stopped her troubled pace, and walked to the balcony with Shi Shiran.

It's evening now, the lights in the distance are shining intoxicatingly, the cold wind outside and the heating from the house, under the two worlds of ice and fire, Jia Baili can't help but squint her eyes.

As if feeling something, she suddenly stretched out her little hand and leaned out of the balcony.

A crystal clear floated to the palm of her hand, melting at the temperature of her palm.

"Now, Cen Ying, it's snowing."

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