Cheng Junling

This plum garden was built for her by him.

The fire more than [-] years ago destroyed everything and buried memories.

Even if it is rebuilt, it no longer has that familiarity.

This huge mountain villa is like a cage, restraining her, only here can make her feel relieved.

She will be here every day, regardless of spring and autumn, winter and summer.

Along the way, she held Cheng Junling's hand tightly, as if if she accidentally let go, he would leave her like before.

Cheng Junling felt complicated and didn't know how to express it.

He had never thought of meeting his mother in this way.

But he never thought that he was the lost son of the owner of Yunjian Villa earlier.

At this moment, Baili Chen and the others are already waiting for Cheng Nanfeng in the main hall, and all parties will meet here.

Cheng Nanfeng came out from the back room with the curtain lifted, only to see that black hair tied up in a bun on the top of his head, and his temples were slightly gray, but he did not look old.

"The old man is coming back late, you have been waiting for a long time."

As soon as the words finished, Luo Rusheng gave a friendly smile, and took the lead in answering: "No, we've only just arrived, owner, this place is so beautiful!"

"Hehehe, you little girl is so cute." Cheng Nanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, paying attention to these two people all the time.

Baili Chen didn't say much, and handed him the black box in his hand.

At that moment, he caught the smile hidden in the corner of his eyes, and unconsciously felt a chill down his spine.

In an instant, the madam came with Cheng Junling, his eyes stopped on the man in white, and his eyelids twitched subconsciously.

Bailichen and Luo Rusheng followed the reputation, they were talking and laughing like acquaintances, they were a little puzzled.

"Nanfeng, guess who he is?"

Madam approached Cheng Nanfeng, then took his arm and tried to pull him to Cheng Junling.

He looked a little surprised, and Cheng Junling looked at the person in front of him with an indescribable feeling.

"this……"

Maybe he didn't guess it, but after staring at it for a while, he turned to his wife with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"He is your age, our son!"

son? !

The audience was shocked, Baili Chen stared at the three of them blankly, Luo Rusheng opened his mouth in surprise and quickly covered it with his hands.

"Son... son?"

Cheng Nanfeng frowned lightly, his eyes flashed with surprise, before he had time to say anything, he hugged Cheng Junling into his arms, and murmured: "Great, great..."

This warm embrace was a little different from Bailiqi's hugging himself. He hugged him too tightly, as if he couldn't let go.

Cheng Nanfeng hugged him tightly, and slowly opened his eyes, but the warmth in his eyes was no longer the same as before.

I know, you will come back.