Xin Siyu got closer and closer, and when she reached out to pull the car door, Xie Jilin had already retracted his gaze, and his face returned to indifference.

Because he wore high heels and a skirt, Xin Siyu's posture when he got into the car was very gentle, and after sitting down, he also maintained an elegant sitting posture, and at first glance, he also had the demeanor of a lady.

Today's Xie Jilin also wore a formal suit, a navy blue handmade suit was worn by him well, with a white shirt and dark blue dark pattern tie, and the fluffy hair on weekdays was also combed at the moment, and the whole person looked very cold and ascetic.

A-Ning glanced in the rearview mirror, Xie Jilin nodded at him, and he started the engine and set off.

After driving all the way, about forty minutes later, the car drove into the gate of the Fu family's house.

As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo approached, followed by two young men in white uniforms.

"The one in front of him is the butler of the Fu family, and behind him is the servant." Xie Jilin explained to Xin Siyu in a low voice.

Xin Siyu nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

After approaching, the middle-aged man personally opened the car door and said respectfully, "Lin Shaohao, the old gentleman is already waiting for you." ”

The old gentleman refers to Fu Zhenxiong Old man Fu, Xie Jilin hummed lightly, lifted his feet and got into the car.

Xin Siyu and A Ning also followed and stood behind Xie Jilin.

Xie Jilin was about to take them and continue to walk forward, but the housekeeper was still standing in place and did not move.

Xie Jilin turned his head in confusion and looked at the housekeeper silently.

The housekeeper replied with a smile, "The old gentleman said, I only see you alone." ”

After speaking, he instructed the two servants beside him, "You take Lin Shao's two guests to the lounge." ”

The servants all answered yes, and then walked up to Xin Siyu and A Ning, and made a gesture of please.

Xin Siyu and A Ning looked at Xie Jilin, and Xie Jilin nodded at them.

The housekeeper took Xie Jilin to the main entrance of the house, while Xin Siyu and A Ning followed the maid along the side road to the lounge.

Xin Siyu had only seen a silhouette of the Fu family's manor in a magazine, although he had known that it was very big and luxurious, but when he really saw it, he was still shocked.

From the gate of the outer wall to the open-air courtyard between the main entrance of the house, it is the size of an entire football field.

A wide marble path divides the courtyard into two in the middle, on the left is a fenced flower bed, a lawn, on which many landscape trees are placed, and on the right is a swimming pool, and even according to the depth of the water, different areas are taken care of by pets, children, and adults.

Xin Siyu remembered the rectangular swimming pool in the backyard of his villa, which could only be regarded as a puddle compared to the one in front of him.

This is just a courtyard, which has already opened Xin Siyu's eyes, not to mention the mansion behind.

Fortunately, Xie Jilin repeatedly told her all kinds of details that she needed to pay attention to, otherwise she would really show her timidity if she was not careful.

Walking past the pool and through a promenade, they entered the atrium garden.

The maid did not forget to show the way, "Walk through this corridor, and there is the lounge on the right hand side of the door." ”

After entering, Xin Siyu found that the wall of the lounge facing the atrium was glass, and you could enjoy the beautiful view of the garden while drinking tea and chatting.

Once again, she was amazed by the perfect design of the landscape and architecture, but on the surface, she still maintained a calm and breezy calm.

Here, surprise, once expressed, becomes uninsightful.

……

At the other end, Xie Jilin had already followed the housekeeper to the curved staircase.

"The old gentleman is waiting for you in the study on the third floor." The butler explained.

Xie Jilin snorted, "Is Aunt Liu here too?" ”

In the Fu family, Liu Rulan is his titular stepmother and Fu Zhenxiong's most proud daughter-in-law.

The housekeeper shook his head, "Mrs. is still in the company, and she said that she would come back later." ”

It turned out that Fu Zhenxiong wanted to see him alone.

When he arrived at the door of the study on the third floor, the housekeeper knocked on the door twice, "Old man, Lin Shao has arrived." ”

A deep, slightly old voice came from inside the room, "Come in." ”

The butler helped push the door open, then bowed away.

Xie Jilin walked in and saw Fu Zhenxiong standing in front of a huge oil painting with his hands behind his back and staring intently.

He stood for a moment before he spoke, "Grandpa." ”

The tone is very respectful, but also very rusty.

He hadn't called his grandfather for twenty-six years, and now it was the second time the two of them had met, and he had already done his best to be able to speak.

Fu Zhenxiong didn't care, he was still staring at the painting in front of him, but he said to Xie Jilin, "Jilin, come here." ”

Xie Jilin stepped forward as he said.

Fu Zhenxiong raised his finger and pointed at the oil painting, "This is a single-handed painting in the art, and it is also the biggest work of his life." ”

In the art is the name of Xie Jilin's biological father.

Fu Yizhong, Fu Zhenxiong told him when he first met him.

Since childhood, the title of dad and related questions are strictly forbidden by Xie Jingning, and they are not allowed to be mentioned or asked. Xie Jilin had secretly decided that when he grew old enough, he must check it in person, and he wanted to ask this man in person, why he didn't want his mother, why he didn't want him.

It's just that he never expected that when he finally found a little eyebrow, the name had already been engraved on the tombstone.

Fu Yizhong died, cancer, and was forty-seven years old when he died, the same age as Xie Jingning.

Retracting his thoughts, Xie Jilin looked up, the content of the painting was very simple, next to a towering tree, there was a path that meandered forward with no end, and the section near the tree had a vague white back and a gray backpack. The back is a little rickety, and it seems that the backpack on the back is too heavy.

He grew up in the military region since he was a child, and he was exposed to things related to it, and he could see these art works at most, but when it came to analyzing and commenting, he couldn't do it.

Fortunately, Fu Zhenxiong did not ask him what he thought of the painting.

"It's not the best work in the art," he said, "but he deliberately hung it in the most conspicuous place in his study just to tell me that he had never been happy, and that he had always wanted to escape, but he couldn't walk because he was carrying too much." ”

Fu Zhenxiong turned his head to look at Xie Jilin, "This is your father, indecisive, cowardly and incompetent. ”

Xie Jilin was taken aback by these two words, and he saw Fu Zhenxiong's undisguised mockery on his face.

He didn't expect Fu Zhenxiong to comment on his dead only son like this.

After Fu Zhenxiong finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his desk.

He raised his hand and pointed to the rattan chair next to the bookcase, motioning for Xie Jilin to sit.

"It's been more than half a month since you took over the hotel, how do you feel?" Fu Zhenxiong directly changed the topic.

Xie Jilin was silent for two seconds and replied, "It's going well so far." ”