After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

Halfway up the Yuncheng Mountain, there is a magnificent Chinese-style mansion, which is the location of the Xiao family's ancestral home.

A black car was driving on the winding mountain road.

Soon, the car arrived outside the Xiao residence.

The simple and heavy door slowly opened, and the car passed through the courtyard and slowly drove through this quaint palace-like mansion. The collision of modern and classical made people feel like they were traveling through time.

After parking the car in front of the main house, Jiazuo got out and opened the back door.

Xiao Yujing stepped out, wrapped in a high-end handmade suit, which made his figure look even more slender and stylish.

Butler Luo hurried out to greet him.

"Master, you are back."

Xiao Yujing nodded slightly and strode into the house.

Although the mansion has a simple and traditional design, the interior is very modern.

Father Xiao was sitting on the sofa reading documents. When he heard the noise, he looked up at the person who came.

"came back."

"I'm back, father." Xiao Yujing walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Yeah." Father Xiao put down the documents in his hand and looked at his son. "How was the contract we negotiated overseas this time?"

"The raw materials will arrive in half a month, and my father will need to say hello to the customs at that time." Xiao Yujing said.

"okay, I get it."

The conversation between the father and son was very serious, and they only talked about work.

The Xiao family has an unparalleled status in the country. Among the three brothers of Xiao's father's generation, he is the eldest and inherited the political career of old grandfather Xiao; the second uncle Xiao has a good business mind and is in charge of the commercial sector of the Xiao family; the third uncle Xiao has been frail and sickly since childhood. Not long after giving birth to his son, he and his wife went abroad for medical treatment. As a result, the plane crashed and the couple unfortunately died.

There are not many younger generations in the Xiao family. Xiao Yujing ranks second and is the leader of the younger generations in the Xiao family.

He did not inherit his father's political career, but chose to go into business and built a unique business empire.

The eldest brother Xiao Yuyan and the youngest sister Xiao Yuyao are the children of Mr. Xiao Erye. Both of them are free and easy-going. When Xiao Yuyao wanted to enter the entertainment industry, Xiao Yuyan opened an entertainment company to accompany her. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuyao became popular as soon as she debuted, and Xiao Yuyan's entertainment company also rose to prominence and became one of the best entertainment companies in the country.

The third child, Lu Jinzhou, took his mother's surname and was raised under the name of his father Xiao after his parents passed away. Now he has followed in his father Xiao's footsteps and entered politics. He has become a rising star in the political arena.

Xiao Yujing has been cold-tempered since childhood. Compared with the gentle Lu Jinzhou, when Xiao's father interacted with him, they were more like colleagues than father and son.

They couldn't be considered superiors and subordinates. After all, Xiao Yujing had a strong aura, and sometimes even Xiao's father would be a little afraid of him.

Father Xiao looked at his perfectly indifferent son and sighed silently in his heart.

Alas... When will Jing'er become a little popular...

As the father and son were talking, Xiao's mother came over with a plate of fruit.

"Jing'er, you're back."

Mother Xiao was very happy to see her son.

Xiao Yujing took the fruit plate, and there was finally a hint of warmth in his cold eyes.

"Mother."

Xiao's mother smiled gently, but when she turned around and saw Xiao's father, she couldn't help but scold him.

"Look at you, why do you have to bring your work home to discuss? Jing'er is tired enough after traveling all the way, and you're still annoying him."

"I..." Father Xiao had a hard time expressing his feelings.

It’s not that he wants to talk to his son about work, he just doesn’t know what else to talk about besides work…

Mother Xiao withdrew her gaze and ignored him, and spoke tentatively:

"Jing'er, stay for dinner tonight?"

Xiao Yujing is very busy at work on weekdays, so as a mother, she has to make an appointment in advance if she wants to have a meal with her son.

Xiao Yujing nodded, "Okay."

Mother Xiao smiled happily, "Then I'll ask the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes you like. Oh, yes, and some salty snacks."

Xiao Yujing's eyes softened, "Thank you, mother."

After dinner, it was already dark.

Yuncheng Mountain is exceptionally quiet at night.

Xiao Yujing said goodbye to his father and mother and got in the car.

As the car drove out of the mansion, Jiazuo asked softly:

"Sir, are you going to the company now?"

Xiao Yujing pinched the bridge of her nose.

It's time to go to the company. Although he just came back today, he still has to finish the work.

Just as I was about to speak, a pair of eyes suddenly flashed across my mind.

Complex, loving, tear-soaked eyes.

Xiao Yujing was slightly stunned.

Why do I think of her...

It seems that I am really tired today.

"Go to Longyu Dijing."

Longyu Dijing is Xiao Yujing's residence in the city center, very close to the Xiao Building.

Jia Zuo understood, lowered his head and sent a message to the servants over there, asking them to make preparations in advance.

Xiao Yujing likes quietness and usually doesn't like servants to serve him. Usually, the servants will prepare everything before he returns home.

The car quietly drove into the traffic flow, and the lights on both sides of the road made the interior of the car flicker.

Xiao Yujing half lowered his head, with no expression on his face.

Jia Zuo saw his boss lost in thought from the rearview mirror and silently turned down the music in the car.

The car arrived at Longyu Dijing, and the security guards were waiting respectfully on the side.

The houses in Longyu Dijing are all large flats with an incredibly large area. Xiao Yujing's house is at the innermost part.

After parking the car, Jiazuo opened the door and took out Xiao Yujing's luggage.

"Give it to me. You've worked hard today." Xiao Yujing reached out and took the suitcase.

"It's not hard, sir."

Jia Zuo watched Xiao Yujing enter the building, then he turned around and drove away.

Xiao Yujing swiped the elevator door and watched it rise floor by floor, his mind a little confused.

When I opened the door, the cold moonlight poured onto the floor through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The entire room was empty.

There was a small night light on at the door, which the servant had turned on before leaving.

Xiao Yujing didn't turn on the lights. He walked to the living room under the dim light and leaned back on the sofa.

Why am I so tired today?

And that crying little face.

Ever since he came out of the photography base, this face has been lingering in his mind, making him upset.

Raising his hand and rubbing his eyebrows, Xiao Yujing suppressed the discomfort in his heart and stood up to pack his luggage.

Taking out the items one by one, he saw the little bamboo rabbit at the bottom of the suitcase.

His eyes paused.

I saw this on the street while on a business trip abroad. At the time, an old man was setting up a stall on the street selling various antiques. I don't know why he saw this slightly damaged little gadget as he passed by.

The old man said that this was an antique from China a thousand years ago and was a favorite of a certain emperor. Later, it was resold overseas by thieves who stole cultural relics, but because it was too ordinary, no one wanted it, so it came into the hands of the old man.

What the old man said sounded magical, but Xiao Yujing didn't feel anything. He just paid for it when he heard it was an antique from China, and then he put it in his suitcase and forgot about it.

Picking up the bamboo rabbit, Xiao Yujing stroked it slowly.

He suddenly had a subtle feeling in his heart, as if he had done this action countless times.

This little gadget looks quite old, and the editor's craftsmanship is not very satisfactory and not very refined.

What emperor would like this kind of thing?

Xiao Yujing stopped and casually placed the bamboo rabbit on the table.

After tidying up and lying on the bed, he opened his eyes quietly, his vision clear.

Not feeling sleepy at all.

Xiao Yujing has suffered from insomnia for many years and is no longer surprised by the current situation.

He skillfully opened the bedside drawer, took out a box of sleeping pills and took one.

Lying quietly on the bed, he soon felt sleepy and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a white fog.