At nine o'clock in the morning, a plane landed steadily at the airport in Milan.

Outside the airport, a black Maybach stopped at the door, and a man got out of the passenger seat.

The man is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, although his face has some wrinkles and a white beard, but his back is still straight, and his every move is very restrained and elegant, and he is very restrained.

Not far away, Yan Weiming walked out of the airport with steps.

"Young Master." The man whispered, opening the door from the back of the aisle.

"Uncle Zhong, it's been a long time, are you okay?" Yan Weiming asked.

The man in front of him is his grandfather's personal butler for many years, taking care of his grandfather's daily diet and daily life, and he is also the one who has watched him grow up, and he has a status no less than that of his family in his heart.

"Thanks to you and Mr., it's been good, Sir is already waiting for you in the manor, get in the car." Zhong Bo made a gesture and motioned for Yan Weiming to get into the car.

At the beginning of October, the temperature in Milan peaked at 19 degrees, and the air conditioning was already turned on.

Yan Weiming sat in the back seat and looked out of the car window with deep eyes.

The beginning of October is also the beginning of Milan Fashion Week.

In the heart of Milan, almost all the major brand stores have been changed with new season clothes and new advertising, and the streets and alleys are full of fashionable urban atmosphere.

The destination of the car was the gate of a manor about twenty minutes away from the city center, although it was nine o'clock in the morning, but the staff inside the manor had already begun to clean every plant and tree in the manor.

The manor is enclosed with a golden iron railing, and every other distance there is a statue of a black bird on the railing, elegant and classical, but only a closer look can reveal the camera in the bird's eyes.

This manor is the private property of Yan Weiming's grandfather, and it is also where he used to play when he was a child.

Yan Weiming took a deep breath and watched the car drive into the garden inside the manor, and then drove past the huge fountain before stopping at the gate of the manor villa.

He got out of the car, straightened his clothes and groomed, and then walked towards the interior of the villa.

The color of the whole villa is reddish-brown, and the round arched door outside the gate adds a bit of European atmosphere to the villa.

After walking through the gate, you have to walk up three flights of stairs to finally reach the door of the villa.

The interior of the villa is resplendent with all the furniture and spotlessly clean and everything in the living room illuminated by the ornate crystal chandeliers.

Yan Weiming took off his windbreaker and handed it to the maid, walked inside and sat on the sofa waiting for his grandfather to come downstairs.

The interior of the villa has not been altered, and even the oil paintings hanging on the walls have been cared for to still glow with artistic light.

"Ahem!"

Yan Weiming's thoughts were interrupted by this cough.

When he immediately stood up and was about to walk up to greet him, Zhong Bo on the side had already walked up to support the elderly man.

"Grandpa." Yan Weiming opened his mouth and bowed his head slightly.

Yan Songren waved his hand to signal Yan Weiming to sit down, and he slowly walked to the sofa with the support of Zhong Bo.

"The company's stock price has been going well recently, and it's been hard." Yan Songren said, taking the cup of fragrant tea.

Yan Weiming nodded.

"I heard Wen Ran say, you have a girlfriend." Yan Songren spoke, although his eyes looked at the tea leaves in the cup, but Yu Guang kept watching Yan Weiming's every move.

"Well, her name is Bai Qimeng." Yan Weiming replied, without a trace of hesitation and wavering.

Yan Songren put down the teacup.

"Look at people accurately, if you pick the wrong person, it will be painful for a lifetime, Wen Ran will come back after being busy with fashion week, let's have a meal together as a family." Yan Songren admonished.

Yan Weiming is already a thirty-four-year-old adult, and he already has the ability to see the world clearly, and as an elder, there is no need for him to teach anything like before.

"Okay." After Yan Weiming finished speaking, Yan Songren walked out of the door of the villa and planned to walk and move his body. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Rebirth Queen: Your Excellency President, Please Avoid the Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.