the next day.

"Mr. Li." A middle-aged woman came out from the door of Luo's house, with a formulaic smile, her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, she looked at Li Yan and said: "Mr. Luo let you in."

Li Yan nodded, and stepped into the Luo residence.

The pastoral style of the house is decorated in a very retro way, and the rich and leisurely atmosphere of the field immediately rushes to the face.Li Yan's eyes only glanced at it, and he saw the newly planted green bamboos in the courtyard, which were very eye-catching. When the breeze blew, they swayed slightly with the direction of the wind.

This old age is also worthy of the struggle of the previous decades.

"Li Yan." Old Mr. Luo sat on a Japanese-style cushion, with a tea set in front of him, smiled lightly, with a few silver strands mixed in his beard, and shook it accordingly.

Li Yan sat over, looked at Mr. Luo, and said with a trace of respect: "Mr. Luo, this is what my father asked me to bring to you. I know that now is not the time to meet frequently, but he already has a request... "

"I know." Old Mr. Luo interrupted him, indicating that he understood without further explanation.

The assistant followed immediately, opened the briefcase in his hand, took out a bag of documents, and placed it in front of Li Yan.

"Is your father in good spirits recently?" Mr. Luo said casually, looking at the bag.

The bag turned yellow by the pound, as if it had gone through years of hardships before it could appear in front of their eyes at this moment.

Li Yan said: "Everything is fine."

Old Mr. Luo just took the bag, looked at the bag and suddenly realized something, joy appeared on his face, his movements were a little eager, but very steady, he tore open the folder, and there was a trace of hope in his eyes.

But after flipping through a few pages, he finally lowered his head in disappointment, pursed his lips, and his fingers trembled slightly. After a long while, he put the folder aside, his brows filled with loneliness.

A sigh rang in Li Yan's ear.

"The tea is ready." The tea maker beside him put down the teacup and left under the sign of Mr. Luo's eyes.

Mr. Luo adjusted his expression and said, "Drink, good tea."

Seeing what Mr. Luo said, Li Yan reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip.Suddenly mouth full of bitterness.

He originally thought that the good tea that the old man said must not taste bad.

"This tea..." His lips moved slightly, and he only uttered two words, swallowing all the bitterness, and was speechless for a while.

This tea is so bitter, not the bitterness on the tip of the tongue, but spreading from the taste buds on the whole tongue, as if extending all the way to the stomach.It's too bitter, so bitter that I lose my mind.

"Bitter?" Old Mr. Luo smiled, his beard trembling.

Li Yan nodded and said nothing, just staring at his teacup.Looking at the color is not very deep, why can it have such a strong taste?

"That's right, it's bitter..." Mr. Luo laughed in a low voice, and continued: "But where there is bitterness, there must be sweetness. As long as there is good tea, it is bitter first and then sweet. Close your eyes and feel it."

Li Yan closed his eyes, and suddenly noticed a hint of floral fragrance lingering on the tip of his tongue, it was hard to detect, if he didn't pay attention, he should have let it dissipate at this moment.
"It would be great if everything in the world was like this tea. It's bitter first and then sweet, which also makes people... a bit hopeful." He sighed, his breath was slightly rippling, very unstable.

Li Yan raised his head and looked at Mr. Luo.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little emotional today." Mr. Luo smiled and explained: "I have a son who was separated in the early years and has not been heard from for more than ten years. Your father originally said that there is a son with a similar background who helped him abroad. I'll look it up, but today's letter says..."

Needless to say, the latter words can be understood.

"Is there only...one son?" Li Yan confirmed again.

Mr. Luo was surprised why he had such a question, but he still said, "Yes."

Li Yan felt relaxed.

He was too nervous just now... He almost wondered if Mr. Luo's missing son was himself.After he was separated from his biological parents, he was adopted by the Li family, but he also had a younger sister, but after they were separated together, there was no news of him.

He never gave up looking for her these years, but no matter how hard he looked, there was no result.

After talking for a while, Li Yan bid farewell to Mr. Luo and returned to his office.

He was heavy and very tired.The conversation with Mr. Luo inevitably brought back the past that has been lingering in his heart. He can recall those things day and night, so clearly... The scene of his good sister being separated hits his memory all the time , If he doesn't find it, he won't be able to feel at ease.

"Boss." The assistant knocked on the door, opened the door and came in, "That..."

Li Yan frowned, looking at the assistant's hesitation, he became a little impatient.

The assistant didn't want to look like he had never seen anything in the world, but what happened just now shocked him so much that he didn't know how to say it now...

"Say." Li Yan exhausted his patience and said something.

The assistant pursed her lips and said, "It's...the designer you asked...Joy Gu, has arrived."

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