"The writer's friend is here." Wang Tanghong put down the teacup and stood up to greet him. He was energetic and smiling, and walked straight out of the living room.
Tingyun also stood up and looked into the yard. His adoptive father was very hospitable. Some friends came from afar, and some writers were also imaginable.
Tingyun came back to his senses and said to a Filipino maid in English, "Go and prepare the fruit plate and snacks quickly. The dinner recipe is strictly according to what my father wrote, and there is no mistake."
"Okay, young master, I'll make arrangements right away!" The Filipino maid quickly turned around and left.
The manor is dyed with the afterglow of the sunset, the magnificent natural pool, the library with a collection of hundreds of thousands of books, and Mr. Wang’s private studio...
The interior furniture carpets and decorations are unique.
In the yard, Mo Jingyao got out of the car with several elders and was surprised by the surrounding scenery!
The manor is so beautiful! It looks like a scroll.
The environment here is elegant, and living in such a place to create must be very inspiration, right?
No wonder he can win Nobel.
At a young age, she is not only envious but also envious.
With his eyes withdrawn from a distance, Mo Jingyao saw the Lamborghini parked in front of him. He didn't remember the license plate, but he remembered the model.
It's Lamborghini.
She thought to herself, are all the people here so rich?
I used to only write about luxury cars in novels, but today I saw two cars in a row? I also got one.
If you have a romantic encounter in the United States, you might be able to marry a rich second generation, right?
"Hello Teacher Wang!"
"Hello Chairman Wang!"
"I've come from afar, thank you for your hard work, please come in quickly." Wang Tanghong took the initiative to extend his hand, "Director Lou, is the location of this event far away from here? Why not live here?"
"No, you're so kind." Director Lou was flattered, although he was an old friend, "There are nearly 100 writers here this time, and I just brought a few friends to see you."
"Thank you for your hard work. This little girl is also a writer?" Wang Tanghong noticed Mo Jingyao because among these people, she was the youngest.
"Hello Teacher Wang." Mo Jingyao smiled, "I just like writing and have been persistent. I dare not take the word "writer". I am honored to see you. Can I take a photo together later?"
"Of course." Wang Tanghong was very kind and felt that the girl had a very aura in her eyes.
Everyone took a step towards the castle, Director Lou added, "Jingyao is actually very good. She is a celebrity in our association. Several of her books have been made into TV series, and the ratings are very good."
"So excellent?" Wang Tanghong had a surprise light in his eyes. He couldn't help but look at her more, "Write well, the future Nobel winner."
Mo Jingyao smiled embarrassedly. That was an unattainable height, how could it be worthy of the word "excellence"?
As we chatted, we walked into the living room.
Tingyun, standing next to the sofa, gathered in the second Mo Jingyao entered the door.
Mo Jingyao stopped and widened her eyes, shocked!!
Tingyun is tall, he looks calm and has a clear temperament. Standing under the crystal lamp, he has a kind of alienated and reserved aristocratic temperament.
Wang Tanghong was about to introduce him, and followed Tingyun's gaze and his eyes fell on the little girl again, "Tingyun, do you know each other?"
Mo Jingyao quickly stepped forward, "Tingyun, why are you here too?" She was surprised.
Tingyun also came back to his senses. The corners of his lips seemed to be lightly curled, and he deliberately said, "Because this is my home."
Mo Jingyao was even more shocked!
She looked around and looked at him, a billionaire??
But his temperament is quite consistent, it's no big deal.