Mr. He’s Daily Affections

It came so fast.

Pei Yuanchen raised the corners of his lips sarcastically: Let's go.

Several people stood respectfully on both sides, seemingly protecting, but in fact it was more like holding them hostage.

Pei Yuanchen sneered in his heart, put his hands into the pockets of his windbreaker, and strode out of the airport.

…

Two hours later, the car stopped in front of a manor-style villa.

Pei Yuanchen got out of the car and walked in first without waiting for the bodyguards to show him the way. Several bodyguards looked at each other and followed in silence.

The huge villa was unusually quiet, almost empty.

Pei Yuanchen paused for a moment, looked around, and walked straight into the yard.

The courtyard is exquisite and beautiful.

There is a white table under a huge parasol.

Behind the table, the man had his legs crossed, a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on him.

William Solon.

He looks younger than he does on TV.

Pei Yuanchen raised his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, walked over in a few steps, and sat down opposite him.

Compared with William Soren, who was sitting upright in a suit, his posture was really relaxed.

Mr. Soren. Pei Yuanchen said calmly.

Chen. He smiled, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes finally revealing his age, I've been waiting for you all day.

I set off in the morning. Who knew it would take more than ten hours to fly here. Pei Yuanchen said with a hint of irony.

William Soren smiled again: Your temperament is different from what I imagined.

Your character is about the same as I expected. Pei Yuanchen still put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, his expression very cold, I heard that your only son is critically ill?

You are also my son. William Soren said lightly, But you are right, your eldest brother's situation is indeed not good.

Thankfully he is your son, otherwise he might not live to this age. Pei Yuanchen smiled, his tone cold, as if he was talking about someone completely unrelated to him.

Although these people are related to him by blood, they are still unrelated people to him.

I know that over the years, you have been taken care of by Grand Duke Leslie of Country S. William Soren said with a smile, Although Country S is only a small country, the wealth of Grand Duke Leslie cannot be underestimated. . He was able to become the richest man, and you deserve the most credit.

Pei Yuanchen snorted and said, You're flattered.

I know that your abilities are far more than what you show. William Solon's tone was very sincere, I admire your style very much. The Solon family needs someone like you.

Pei Yuanchen laughed lazily: You don't really want me to be your successor, do you? First of all, your wife can't pass that test.

William Soren was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, Of course you are my successor, my wife, she will agree.

Pei Yuanchen's eyes dropped slightly and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Then, William Solon said something.

His tone was unhurried and he had obviously thought carefully.

Pei Yuanchen listened expressionlessly, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Of course, in return, I can guarantee that the people from the monastery will not cause trouble for you again. William Soren smiled slightly, I didn't want to spend time dealing with them before, but now...the time has come for these old men to do it. It’s time to get laid off. It’s not difficult for me to do this. You should believe this, otherwise you wouldn’t come to negotiate this deal with me.”