"A writer friend is here." Wang Tanghong put down his tea cup and stood up to greet him. He was full of energy and walked straight out of the living room with a smile on his face.
Tingyun also stood up and looked into the yard. His adoptive father was very hospitable. He had friends coming from far away, and they were also some writers. You can imagine the joy in his heart.
Tingyun came back to his senses and said to a Filipino maid in English, "Hurry and prepare the fruit plate and snacks. The dinner menu is strictly according to what my father wrote. No mistakes are allowed."
"Okay, Master, I'll make arrangements right away!" The Filipino maid quickly turned around and left.
The manor is dyed with the afterglow of the setting sun, the magnificent natural pool, the library with hundreds of thousands of books, and Mr. Wang's private studio
The interior furniture, carpets and decorations are all unique.
In the yard, Mo Jingyao followed several elders and got out of the car, and was surprised by the scenery around her!
The manor is so beautiful! Like a painting.
The environment here is elegant. Living in a place like this to create will definitely provide you with great inspiration, right?
No wonder he won the Nobel.
At a young age, she felt nothing but envy.
Looking away from the distance, Mo Jingyao glanced at 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 here, but today I saw two in a row? I even took a ride in one.
If you have an affair in the United States, maybe you can marry a rich second generation, right?
"Hello, Teacher Wang!"
"Hello, Chairman Wang!"
"Thank you for coming all the way, please come in." Wang Tanghong extended his hand, "Director Lou, is the venue of this event far from here? Why don't we all live here?"
"No, no, you're too polite." Director Lou was flattered, even though he was an old friend, "There are nearly a hundred writers coming this time. 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 she was the youngest among these people.
"Hello, Teacher Wang." Mo Jingyao said with a smile, "I just like writing, and I always insist on it. I don't dare to be a writer. It's an honor to meet you. Can we take a photo with you later?"
"Of course." Wang Tanghong was very kind and felt that this girl's eyes were very clever.
As everyone walked toward the castle, Director Lou added, "Jing Yao 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 outstanding?" Wang Tanghong's eyes were filled with surprise, and he couldn't help but take another look at her, "Write well, I will be a future Nobel laureate."
Mo Jingyao smiled sheepishly, that was an unattainable height, how could it deserve the word "excellent"?
Everyone was chatting and walked into the living room.
Ting Yun was standing next to the sofa. The moment Mo Jingyao walked in, their eyes converged.
Mo Jingyao stopped and stared wide-eyed, extremely shocked!!
Tingyun is tall, with a calm expression and a distant temperament. Standing under the crystal lamp, he has a distant and reserved aristocratic temperament.
Wang Tanghong was about to introduce him when he followed Ting Yun's gaze and landed on the little girl again, "Ting Yun, do you know her?"
Mo Jingyao hurriedly took a few steps forward, "Tingyun, why are you here too?" She was surprised.
Tingyun also came back to his senses. The corners of his lips slightly curled up, and he said deliberately, "Because this is my home."
Mo Jingyao was even more shocked!
She looked around and then at him, billionaire??
But he fits the temperament quite well, so it's not a big deal. This chapter has been completed!