Chapter 365: The eldest son of the Fu family, six years of isolation from the world (1st update)

Author: Yirenhua

Chapter 365: The eldest son of the Fu family, six years of isolation from the world (1st update)

Halfway through what Aunt Du was saying, Fu Mingcheng saw the familiar figure standing in the living room with his back straight among the crowd.

With that flawless and picturesque face that cannot be faulted, coupled with the arrogant, graceful and noble temperament, who else could it be besides Pei Jiuye from the capital.

The young man's appearance and momentum were outstanding, and he was shrouded in the warm light in the living room.

The slightly messy hair fell down from the other person's forehead, giving him a charming and carefree look.

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

"Brother Mingcheng, it turns out it's really you!"

When he saw Fu Mingcheng, Pei Yinan was stunned for a moment, then showed a familiar smile.

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

Pei Yinan walked quickly with his arms around Qiao Luoyan's shoulders, his thin lips slightly raised in 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: "Xiaojiu looks more serious and mature."

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

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

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

There was a faint quaint and scholarly scent lingering on the other party's body, which was still fresh in my memory.

Overall, this is a man who is outstanding in both appearance and demeanor.

Qiao Luoyan saw that the way he stared at Pei Yinan was not only filled with nostalgia, but also a hint of sadness.

Pei Yinan walked up to Fu Mingcheng and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for six years. People always change."

He let go of Qiao Luoyan in his arms, took a step forward, bent down and stretched out his arms, giving Fu Mingcheng a weak hug in his wheelchair.

"Brother Mingcheng, I really miss you after six years apart. My eldest brother even mentioned you some time ago."

In this deserted place, Fu Mingcheng, who had lived in isolation for six years, was brought back endless memories by Pei Yinan's few words.

His calm and calm eyes flashed with a bit of pain.

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

Some things can never go back after all.

Who is Fu Mingcheng? He is the eldest son of the Fu family of the four ancient martial arts families.

If Fifth Young Master Xie Junling is a genius in cultivation, then Fu Mingcheng is the most outstanding ancient martial arts genius among the children of the eight major families in the ancient martial arts world.

When he was twenty-nine years old, he relied on his own strength to become an ancient warrior in the acquired realm without relying on external assistance.

Unfortunately, he was involved in a car accident not long after.

The car accident left Fu Mingcheng, an ancient warrior, disabled and his legs could no longer stand up.

Not wanting to lose his legs, he allowed the muscles in them to atrophy and would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

After that, the eldest son of the Fu family, who was extremely famous and attracted the envy and jealousy of countless people, completely disappeared from the capital.

The Fu family claimed that Fu Mingcheng went to his biological mother's hometown to recuperate.

For the next six years, no one in the capital mentioned the eldest son of the Fu family who had been blessed with glory.

Pei Yinan let go of Fu Mingcheng and looked gently at the little girl standing next to him.

He asked casually: "Who is this?"

Fu Mingcheng pulled Ling'er in front of him and introduced the two of them: "My daughter's name is Ling'er."

When Pei Yinan heard this, he did not show any expression of happiness 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 person 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, out of sight and out of mind.

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

Fu Mingcheng did not see the suspicion in his eyes.

He looked at his daughter with soft eyes and said without any fluctuation in his voice: "I got married six years ago."

Fu Mingcheng seemed unwilling to discuss this issue and raised his eyes to look at the extremely beautiful, cold and ruthless girl standing next to Pei Yinan.

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

Pei Yinan had approached this girl in an intimate manner before, and their relationship was obvious at a glance.

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

The smile on his face was gentle, and his melodious voice was full of doting. It was obvious that he cared about Qiao Luoyan very much.

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

The warmth on his body faded away, and he returned to the coldness he had when they first met. The trace of smoke and fire on his body also disappeared without a trace.

Pei Yinan introduced Qiao Luoyan: "Qiao'er, this is my eldest brother's good friend. His name is Fu Mingcheng. He is the eldest son of the Fu family."

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

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

Two people with almost cold temperaments didn't talk much to each other, and there was an atmosphere called embarrassment in the air.

Pei Yinan acted as the middleman and told the story of the group's dilemma when they encountered heavy snow on the road and were trapped midway.

When Fu Mingcheng heard this, he turned back to look at Aunt Du who was standing behind him.

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

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

Her attitude was still cold, and she exuded a distant attitude, clearly not welcoming the interruption of these people.

Pei Yinan thanked Fu Mingcheng: "Thank you very much for causing trouble to brother Mingcheng."

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

Fu Mingcheng smiled slightly: "Why are you so polite to me? We haven't seen each other for six years, so we seem to be unfamiliar."

Aunt Du stepped forward at this time, with a calm face, and stretched out her hands to Pei Yinan and Qiao Luoyan: "You two, follow me."

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

In this way, the Yan family, the Pei family, and their entire family settled in this villa.

Although this villa looks old on the outside, the details of its interior decoration are no worse than those of expensive mansions in the capital. You can see traces of having spent a lot of money to build it everywhere.

The three-story villa is equipped with two elevators, the floor is covered with soft and expensive carpets, and every piece of furniture that you can see is worth up to seven or eight figures.

The decoration of the guest rooms is also good, but it has a sense of dissonance and does not meet the standards of modern people's appreciation.

Qiao Luoyan touched the precious rosewood tabletop with bright colors and clear and beautiful texture, and stared at the carpet with complex and complicated 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 precious carpets are spotless. The overall look is high-end and classy.

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

Here, Qiao Luoyan could smell the age gap.
Chapter completed!