Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

As soon as the doorbell rang, the door opened.

"Hello." Wen Yuan greeted with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, please come in."

The housekeeper looked at her as usual, but his heart trembled. This was Master Xiaochuan's mother.

The housekeeper was sure at a glance, because Wen Xiaochuan's eyes were exactly the same as hers.

Moreover, they all have the surname Wen.

The housekeeper likes Wen Xiaochuan very much. The little guy is handsome, polite, smart, and comes from a good family. The only pity is that he has no mother.

Seeing Mr. Wen, the housekeeper was really happy for Xiaochuan.

His mother finally came.

Wen Yuan knew nothing about this. When she stepped into the courtyard, what caught her eye was a huge green lawn.

The yard is surrounded by expensive green plants, and the four-story villa in the center is upscale and majestic, not inferior to Liwan No. 1 at all.

"Mr. Wen, leave it to me." The housekeeper pointed to the dust bag in her hand.

The butler knew at a glance that the suit inside was the one Mr. Gao wore out last night.

As for how it ended up in Premier Wen's hands, he didn't want to think too much about it.

Wen Yuan handed the dust bag to the housekeeper: "Please return it to Mr. Gao, thank you."

"Ok."

At this time, a man walked out of the villa - Gao Yan.

Perhaps because he was at home, he did not deliberately choose expensive clothes. He wore a comfortable linen shirt, which was leisurely and at ease, showing the status of the owner.

"Good morning."

Gao Yan stood in the corridor with his hands in his pockets, and greeted Wen Yuan lazily.

"Good morning."

The weather is great today. The golden sunlight fills the yard, and there are birds singing and the sound of waves in your ears. If you are not careful, you will mistakenly think you are in a holiday villa.

"Come in and have a seat." Gao Yan invited.

Wen Yuan looked at her watch. She was early and Ji Mingyi would probably take another quarter of an hour to arrive.

After standing like this for a while, Wen Yuan's arms already felt the power of the sun, burning hot. Standing like this was not a solution, so she could only accept Gao Yan's invitation and go into the house.

The interior of the villa is in typical British classical style, and the designer has combined traditional elegance with modern sophistication.

Wen Yuan had to admit that Gao Yan's aesthetic taste was first-class, both in ancient and modern times.

The house was as clean as a model house, without a single unnecessary item.

The living room is covered with a beautiful Italian handmade carpet, which is retro and thick, and it must be very comfortable to walk on bare feet.

"Please take a seat."

Under Gao Yan's guidance, Wen Yuan sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The housekeeper brought English black tea and warmly invited Wen Yuan to taste it.

""Thanks."

Wen Yuan took a sip and found it had a rich aroma and a mellow taste.

Good tea.

Gao Yan's gaze fell quietly on her, with a smile on his lips.

Before Wen Yuan finished his cup of tea, the butler brought him a fruit plate and snacks.

The fruit plates are beautifully arranged and the snacks are varied.

The dim sum was not as delicate as the fruit plate, some of them were crooked and not very attractive to look at.

However, the housekeeper pointed at the ugliest dessert and said, "Boss Wen, try this matcha strawberry cake."

The fresh strawberries were inserted into the matcha cream, but most of the strawberries were tilted, and the matcha powder was not mixed evenly. It looked like it was made by a novice.

Wen Yuan muttered to himself, why are such finished products being served to guests?

"Boss Wen?" The housekeeper reminded again with a smile.

Wen Yuan couldn't refuse, so he picked up the cake and took a bite.

The cake tasted a bit too sweet, but the strawberries were fresh and juicy, and after blending with the cream, it was not as greasy as I imagined.

Although the appearance is not good, the taste is quite satisfactory.

Out of courtesy, Wen Yuan finished the small cake.

The housekeeper watched her finish her meal with satisfaction and secretly glanced upstairs.

In an inconspicuous corner of the stairs on the second floor, Wen Xiaochuan lay quietly on the floor, looking at Wen Yuan through the gap in the railing.

That ugly-looking cake was made by Wen Xiaochuan himself.

[Mom has finished eating~~~~]

Wen Xiaochuan shook Gao Yu's sleeve beside him and made a silent gesture.

His eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, and his little face was full of surprise.

[Shh! ]

Gao Yu put his index finger to his lips.

Originally, Gao Yan wanted Gao Yu to take Wen Xiaochuan to the amusement park, but Wen Xiaochuan wanted to see his mother very much and didn't want to go, so Gao Yu didn't want to force him.

The two brothers argued about this matter and finally came up with a compromise.

Gao Yu took Wen Xiaochuan and hid on the second floor. They were not allowed to make any noise or go downstairs.

In short, Wen Xiaochuan’s existence must not be exposed.

Gao Yan then asked the housekeeper to tidy up the first floor and move all the things related to the children into the basement.

Because of this, Wen Yuan felt that there was no sign of life in the house and it was as clean as a model house.

Gao Yan crossed his legs, also holding a cup of English black tea in his hand. He leaned against the back of the sofa with his legs crossed, his posture extremely relaxed.

The tea was fragrant. He took a sip occasionally and spent most of his time looking at Wen Yuan.

He enjoyed this moment very much. No words were needed. As long as he and Wen Yuan drank a pot of tea together quietly, he felt satisfied.

After Wen Yuan finished eating the cake and drank a cup of Yinghong tea, Ji Mingyi arrived.

This was the first time that Wen Yuan was so eager to see Ji Mingyi. She was not used to being alone with Gao Yan.

She stood up and said, "The president and Mr. Ji are here. I'll go pick them up."

"Let's go together." Gao Yan put down his teacup and stood up.

Ji Mingyi had just gotten out of the car when he saw Wen Yuan and Gao Yan walking out of the house side by side.

He blinked in confusion, feeling that this scene was a little weird, and there seemed to be something wrong no matter how he looked at it.

The next second, he knew where the problem was.

Wen Yuan looks so much like the hostess of this villa!

Ji Mingyi was a smart man. Although he narrowly won his first confrontation with Gao Yan, he still remembered the look in Gao Yan's eyes that seemed to want to tear him apart. It was a man's strong possessiveness towards a woman. Anyone could see that Gao Yan was interested in Wen Yuan.

So in this situation, are they together?

Before he could think any further, the laughter of the president of the shipping association broke the silence.

"Oh, Mr. Gao, I've heard a lot about you. I apologize for bothering you today."

"You're welcome, President. It's my honor to have my private collection admired by you."

"Haha, Mr. Gao, why are you so modest? It's my honor to be able to visit a private collection."

The two men flattered each other for a while, and Ji Mingyi stepped forward and took the initiative to shake hands with Gao Yan: "Hello, Mr. Gao. Today, thanks to President Wen, I have been able to open my eyes. Thank you very much."

Ji Mingyi was very smart. He did not call Wen Yuan "Xiao Yuan", but temporarily changed it to Mr. Wen.

Gao Yan turned his gaze to him, his smile unchanged, but the meaning was unpredictable: "Hello, President Ji."

The two hands were clasped together. Ji Mingyi didn't know if he was overthinking it, but he always felt that Gao Yan deliberately used too much force and pinched his bones so hard that it hurt.

At this time, the president of the shipping association could no longer contain his excitement:

"Mr. Gao, let's go to the collection hall and feast our eyes."