Seeing this, Cui Qing's mother also ran out in a hurry, with a flattering smile on her fat and old face, she said humbly: "Oh, mother Youyou, I was so sorry last time, how did I know you were Huangfu?" Friends of Mr., all blame me for being blind to Mount Tai. It is my fault that a dog sees people as inferior. If you don’t remember the faults of villains, don’t worry about me.”

Seeing her face, Wen Wan felt disgusted in her heart, turned around without paying attention, squatted down and looked at Youyou and asked, "Should we go home baby or stay with Zhuyun for her birthday?"

"..." Youyou looked at Zhuyun's expectant expression, couldn't bear to refuse, finally nodded, "Let's stay."

"Okay, Youyou is really sensible, you can go play with Zhuyun." Wen Wan patted his head and pushed him two steps towards Zhuyun.

"Great, I knew Youyou would stay, let's go play?" Zhuyun took Youyou's hand and took him to the living room to play games.

When Cui Qing saw the two of them running away, he hurriedly followed them. His mother was a little embarrassed and embarrassed to stay, so she also entered the living room.

For a moment, only Wen Wan and Huangfu Ye were left standing at the door, looking at each other and smiling, not knowing what to say.

"Your house is really beautiful." Wen Wan opened her mouth to find a topic.

"It's okay, how about I show you around?" Huangfu Ye proposed.

"Then it's disrespectful." Wen Wan smiled back.

The two walked back and forth in the manor together, occasionally looking at the fountain, the garden, and finally came to the villa to visit the artwork on the corridor outside the room.

It can be said that in this villa, every decoration and every pendant is very precious, and there are even works of art that the outside world has long thought to have disappeared.

Wen Wan is an eye-opener, the rich are really different, even the carpet can't wait to be paved with diamonds.She used to think that she was rich, but now it seems that she is indeed too far behind.

Suddenly the two came to the door of a collection room, and heard Huangfu Ye say that there are many interesting collections in it, all of which are old and exquisite.

Wen Wan curiously asked him if he could go in and have a look, Huangfu Ye readily agreed, asked the housekeeper for the key, and the two walked in.

After opening the curtains, I found out that the room was astonishingly large after asking. Not only was the space huge, but the key point was that the room was directly connected to the third floor, which was extremely high.

Moreover, there are large and small displays and hanging antique artworks in front of her eyes. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't believe that there are so many interesting and interesting collections.

Most of the collections here are ancient European-style artworks, ranging from famous paintings, sculptures, vases, lanterns, to steam engines, classic cars and even an old-fashioned airplane.

Suddenly she noticed a photo album quietly placed on an old mahogany table. The person on the cover of the photo album looked very familiar, so she couldn't help being curious and walked over to pick it up.

Turning to the first page, I couldn't help but be taken aback by a group photo inside.

"This……"

Huangfu Ye was telling her about the origin of the plane with great interest, and was attracted by her surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Whose property is this?" Wen Wan asked while holding up the photo album.

"I've seen this photo album before, but I didn't notice it. It should be left by my deceased uncle." Huangfu Ye replied.

"The deceased uncle?" Wen Wan was taken aback, looking at the photos on the first page of the album, lost in thought.

"Is there any problem?" Huangfu Ye walked over, looked down, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Isn't the person in this photo you?"

"..." Wen Wan is very sure that this is not her, because the photo is too old, and she has never seen the man next to her.

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