1381: C1381 An Uninvited Guest

C1381 An Uninvited Guest

The private helicopter landed on the lawn and ruthlessly came down from the plane.

Hei Yan's guess was really accurate.

The bodyguards that followed Wu Qing down were the bodyguards that he brought over. The bodyguards did not have empty hands. They carried a lot of tonics and gifts and followed Wu Qing down the helicopter.

After getting off the plane, Wuqing stood in the middle of the lawn. First, he looked around the surroundings. His eyes were full of admiration and envy.

The people of Jun Family really knew how to enjoy themselves.

This place was far away from the bustling downtown area. It was quiet, peaceful, and the scenery was beautiful.

There were mountains and water, flowers and fruits.

Wuqing had just arrived and had fallen in love with this place.

He was getting old. It would be great if he could retire here.

After appreciating the view of the paddy field at the foot of the mountain for a few minutes, Wuqing brought the bodyguards out of the lawn and walked towards the main road. They followed the main road up the mountain.

The mountain was not high, but it had a king's name.

This mountain was not tall, but because the mountaintop was the old residence of the Jun's family. It was built into a villa, and the interior of the villa was extremely beautiful. Wuqing hadn't seen it yet, but he was sure that this was because the Jun's lived here. It must be famous in Jin City.

Along the way up the mountain and halfway up the mountain, he met Hei Yan who was walking down the mountain.

Wu Qing stopped.

Hei Yan also stopped with the three cute children.

Their eyes met in the air.

The corner of Wuqing's mouth gradually turned into a smile.

Hei Yan, who was holding the three children like a king, was someone he had never seen before.

At this moment, Hei Yan had restrained all of his hostility. His handsome face always carried a sunny smile, making people want to get close to him whenever they saw him.

He should live such a life.

After the heartless smile, he walked over.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?"

The first person to speak was Mu.

He saw Wuqing as a stranger. He was vigilant in his heart, but on the surface, he politely asked Wuqing.

Wuqing stood in front of the four of them. First, he lowered his head to look at the three little cubs. Whether it was the slightly fat one, or Mu and the girl, they all looked very good. He liked them all.

Mu, Wuqing recognized him.

It was because of this child that Hei Yan ended up in a situation where he had to hide his identity.

"I'm looking for Ye Junhao. Director Ye, is he here?"

Mu asked him, "Uncle, why are you looking for him?"

He did not directly say that he was his father. He had to figure out the purpose of this strange uncle in front of him.

Wu Qing smiled and said, "I came to apologize to Director Ye on behalf of an old friend. I also came to congratulate Director Ye on becoming his father again. I also prepared a meeting gift for Director Ye's second child babies."2

Hei Yan glared at him fiercely.

He laughed even more happily.

Now, he didn't have to be afraid of Hei Yan.

If the three children weren't present, Hei Yan might even scold him.

With the children present, Hei Yan was now the third young master of the Jun Family. He couldn't casually scold the visitors.

"Little friend, do you know that Director Ye is home?"

"My dad is home. You can wait here for now. Let me ask my dad if he has time to see you."

After Mu finished speaking, he looked up and asked Hei Yan, "Second Uncle, do you have your phone with you? Lend me your phone and call me to ask my dad."

Hei Yan took out his phone and gave it to him as he asked heartlessly, "Sir, what's your surname? You want to apologize in place of your old friend? Who is your old friend? "

Wuqing said with a smile," My name is Wuqing. When I see Director Ye, I will tell him that you are Second Young Master of Jun Family. "

" I am the third among my peers, the third young master. "

Two people, you act, I act.

What they compete with is acting.

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