After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Chapter 365 The young master of the Fu family, six years of isolation from the world (one more)
Fu Mingcheng heard Aunt Du halfway through, when he saw the familiar figure standing in the living room with his back straight among the crowd.

That exquisite and flawless, unmistakable brows and picturesque face, coupled with the incomparable arrogance and elegance, who else could it be except Pei Jiuye in the capital.

The young man's appearance and aura are outstanding, and he is enveloped by the warm lights in the living room.

The slightly messy strands of hair fell from the forehead of the other party, and there was a kind of casual and charming laziness.

Before Fu Mingcheng could speak, Pei Yinan looked over with his deep and beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Brother Mingcheng, it's really you!"

When seeing Fu Mingcheng, Pei Yinan was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a familiar smile.

He had vaguely guessed the owner of this villa before, but he didn't expect to meet Fu Mingcheng here.

Pei Yinan walked quickly with his arms around Qiao Luoyan's shoulders, and his thin lips were slightly raised, showing a lazy smile.

His thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was reserved and gentle: "Brother Mingcheng, we haven't seen each other for six years. I didn't expect to see you here."

Fu Mingcheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked up at Pei Yinan who was approaching.

He sighed softly: "Xiao Jiu looks more and more mature."

Qiao Luoyan who followed looked up and down at Fu Mingcheng who was sitting in a wheelchair.

This person's skin is very white, so white that it shines, giving people a sense of disobedience.

His demeanor is elegant and gentlemanly, but there is a slight sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.

There is a faint quaint and scholarly scent lingering on the other party, which is still fresh in the memory.

On the whole, this is a man who is outstanding both in appearance and demeanor.

When Qiao Luoyan saw him staring at Pei Yinan, apart from nostalgia, there was also a hint of sadness.

Pei Yinan walked up to Fu Mingcheng, smiled and said, "I haven't seen you in six years, people always change."

He let go of Qiao Luoyan in his arms, took a step forward, bent over and stretched out his arms, and hugged Fu Mingcheng who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Brother Mingcheng, I still miss you after six years. My elder brother mentioned you a while ago."

In this desolate and uninhabited place, Fu Mingcheng, who lived in isolation for six years, was brought back infinite memories by Pei Yinan's few words.

There was a bit of pain flickering in his calm eyes without waves.

Fu Mingcheng put his arms around Pei Yinan's shoulders, and slowly closed his eyes full of grief.

Some things can never go back.

Who is Fu Mingcheng? He is the young master of the Fu family of the four major ancient martial arts families.

If Xie Liushao and Xie Junling are geniuses in cultivation, then Fu Mingcheng is the most outstanding ghost in ancient martial arts among the children of the eight great families in the ancient martial arts world.

At the age of 29, without relying on external assistance, he became an ancient martial artist in the acquired realm by virtue of his own strength.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to have a car accident.

The car accident made Fu Mingcheng, who was an ancient warrior, disabled. His legs could no longer stand up.

Unwilling to lose his legs, he allowed the muscles of those legs to atrophy, and he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Afterwards, the young master of the Fu family, who was so beautiful and envied by countless people, completely disappeared from the capital.

The Fu family announced to the public that Fu Mingcheng went to his biological mother's hometown to recuperate.

In the following six years, no one in the capital mentioned the young master of the Fu family who was honored back then.

Pei Yinan let go of Fu Mingcheng, and looked at the little girl standing beside him with gentle eyes.

He asked casually, "Who is this?"

Fu Mingcheng pulled Ling'er in front of him and introduced them: "My daughter is called Ling'er."

Hearing this, Pei Yinan didn't show a happy expression for him, but his expression became very subtle.

He remembered that when Fu Mingcheng had a car accident, that aspect was also affected.

There are also rumors that the other party was regarded as an abandoned son by the Fu family because he had no ability to reproduce, and was sent to the birthplace of his biological mother to keep out of sight and out of mind.

Pei Yinan asked carefully: "Brother Mingcheng, are you married?"

Fu Mingcheng didn't see the suspicion in his eyes.

He looked at his daughter softly, and said without any ups and downs in his voice, "I got married six years ago."

Fu Mingcheng seemed unwilling to discuss this issue, and looked up at the extremely beautiful, cold and heartless girl standing beside Pei Yinan.

He took the initiative to change the topic: "Xiao Jiu has a girlfriend?"

Before Pei Yinan came close to this girl, the relationship between the two was clear at a glance.

Pei Yinan took Qiao Luoyan's hand and introduced to Fu Mingcheng: "This is Qiao Luoyan, my fiancee."

The smile on his face was gentle, and there was a touch of indulgence in his melodious voice. It could be seen that he cared about Qiao Luoyan very much.

Fu Mingcheng nodded slightly to Qiao Luoyan, and said in a cold voice, "Hello."

He faded away the warmth from his body and returned to the indifference when we first met, and the trace of smoke and fire on his body also disappeared without a trace.

Pei Yinan introduced to Qiao Luoyan again: "Qiao Er, this is my elder brother's friend, named Fu Mingcheng, the young master of the Fu family."

Qiao Luoyan looked at the other party with deep eyes, and there was a bottomless cold pool in her eyes.

Her voice was colder than Fu Mingcheng's: "Hello."

The two people with almost icy temperament didn't talk much to each other, and there was an atmosphere called embarrassment in the air.

Pei Yinan acted as an intermediary, telling the story of their group's plight when they encountered heavy snow on the road and were stranded on the way.

Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng turned his head to look at Aunt Du who was standing behind him.

He gently ordered: "Please take Master Jiu and the others upstairs to rest."

Aunt Du learned that Pei Yinan and her husband were old acquaintances, she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yes, sir."

Her attitude was still indifferent, and the alienated attitude exuded from her body clearly did not welcome the disturbance of these people.

Pei Yinan thanked Fu Mingcheng: "Thank you, I have caused trouble for brother Mingcheng."

He did not take the initiative to introduce Yan's family to them, but only told them that those people were Qiao Luoyan's family.

Fu Mingcheng smiled slightly: "Why are you being polite to me? I haven't seen you for six years, but I seem to be unfamiliar."

At this time, Aunt Du stepped forward, with a calm face, she extended her hand to Pei Yinan and Qiao Luoyan: "Follow me, you two."

Pei Yinan nodded reservedly to Fu Mingcheng, and left with Qiao Luoyan who looked thoughtful.

In this way, the Yan family and the Pei family lived in this villa.

Regardless of the old appearance of this villa, the interior decoration details are no worse than the mansions in the capital where every inch of land and every inch of land is expensive. Traces of large sums of money can be seen everywhere.

The three-storey villa is equipped with two elevators, the floor is covered with soft and precious carpets, and the furniture that can be seen is worth seven or eight figures.

The decoration of the guest rooms is also good, but there is a sense of dissonance, which is not like the appreciation level of modern people.

Qiao Luoyan touched the precious rosewood tabletop with bright colors and clear and beautiful textures, and stared at the carpet with complex and cumbersome patterns under his feet.

The dark red wooden furniture has a strong classical charm, the hanging European-style chandeliers are bright and soft, and the dark-colored precious carpets are spotless, making the overall look high-end and classy.

The elegant Republican style is in sharp contrast with the modern decoration style.

Here, Qiao Luoyan sensed the age gap.

(End of this chapter)