After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

"Did I hallucinate just now? I just seemed to hear the head of the family say..."

The clan elder turned his head in disbelief and looked at someone behind him and asked tremblingly.

"I'll let you die!"

When the person in question was about to comfort the clan elder, he heard the cold and sweet voice of his family leader on the other side.

……

The whole room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a long time, the man sitting on the chair slowly stood up.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first!"

There was originally someone who wanted to talk, but when Fu Junyan's eyes met his, he swallowed it back instantly.

After leaving the study room, Fu Junyan immediately headed to Fucheng Airport.

"Homeowner."

All the people passing by stopped and said hello when they saw Fu Junyan.

Fu Junyan nodded slightly.

The clan elder on the other side, who finally took a breath, patted his chest and was helped to sit down, then looked around.

"Where is the head of the house?"

"The owner of the house seems to have gone to the airport."

"Haha, I will never let the head of the family look for that woman again. That woman is not worthy of the head of the family at all."

The clan elder put his hands on the crutches and said firmly.

From the time the family head left Fucheng, every word and deed of the family head was quickly reported back.

What kind of person was that woman named Song Weitang? Even what her ancestors had done was directly passed back to Fucheng. How could such a woman be worthy of being the head of the family?

"By the way, where is the girl from the Luo family? If she wasn't allowed to follow the head of the family, why hasn't she been seen for so long?"

The clan elder asked somewhat displeasedly.

After all, that girl from the Luo family is from a famous family and graduated from a top university in the world. She is countless times better than that wild girl who got out of nowhere.

"Cough cough cough..."

Because he spoke in a hurry, the clan elder coughed more and more violently.

"Elder of the clan, you'd better call a doctor to come over and take a look at your current state!"

The people next to him said worriedly, after all, the elders of the clan are highly respected, what should they do if something happens?

Hearing this, the clan elder waved his hand.

"It's okay. I know my own body well."

Although the clan elder said this, his eyes darkened unconsciously.

If it weren't for this unsatisfactory body, why would he bother to force the family master.

On the other side, there is a small shop that became very popular online for a while because bloggers visited the shop.

It gradually attracted many other store-exploring bloggers to follow.

"Are your eyes blurry? How could Professor Chen and the others come to a place like this!"

"You are blind. I saw yesterday's live broadcast clearly. Professor Chen was sitting in the corner."

The two young men wearing peaked caps hunched their backs and talked in a low voice.

"But, I can't imagine Professor Chen in this kind of store?"

The young man who just spoke still shook his head in disbelief.

Who is Professor Chen? He is a top tycoon in the cultural relics industry. He ranks second in the country for restoration of cultural relics, but absolutely no one dares to rank first.

But Professor Chen rarely teaches students. This friend of his is studying in the Department of Cultural Relics of Beijing University. He has just passed the postgraduate entrance examination and his grades are not bad. Many professors have extended an olive branch to him, but this guy is stubborn and wants to follow Professor Chen.

But Professor Chen...how should I say, his whereabouts are a mystery. In such a large school, he accompanied him to inquire about it for more than half a month, but no one knew where Professor Chen was.

Before he finished speaking, he saw his friend looking at the other side with a dumb look on his face.

"Why are you so stupid?"

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to push his friend.

Then he followed his friend's line of sight and looked over.

Beside the pavilion, a man with an elegant face was holding a cup of tea and taking a sip.

"Chen, Professor Chen..."