Looking at the graceful and feminine figure in front of him, Ye Fan's gaze was a little dazed for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This...... Is this his own biological mother?

Yang Bihui looks only in her early thirties, not at all like a half-aged in her forties and fifties, the years have left almost no traces of wind and frost on her body, but she has a mature charm.

Her hair is quite delicate, and the black velvet cheongsam is embroidered with a few peonies, dignified and gorgeous, without losing the charming side of a woman, and her gestures are like a model of ladies in the old era.

"Good evening, Lady Melinda!" Catherine's greeting woke Ye Fan from his trance.

Fortunately, he is now showing Robin's face, and with a different face, it is not easy for people to see the true emotions in his heart.

Yang Bihui and the old servant approached them, and Catherine also took Ye Fan's arm and greeted him generously.

"Catherine, if I'm not mistaken, this is ...... Mr. Robin?" Yang Bihui smiled slightly, stopped, and star-like eyes intertwined on Ye Fan and Catherine's faces.

"Do you know Robin?" Catherine suddenly felt weak, if she and Robin Pan met, would she be a goof?

Yang Bihui smiled and said: "I have seen it on TV and in the newspapers, Mr. Robin, the leader of the House of Representatives, I think most people who care about the news will know you, right?"

Fortunately, it was not an old acquaintance, Ye Fan was almost shocked by her cold sweat, quickly reined in all kinds of messy emotions, and said calmly with his hands in his pockets: "Madam, I am no longer a member of the House of Representatives, and before I came to you, I had already submitted a letter of resignation to Mr. President." ”

"Really?" Yang Bihui didn't seem to care about his career, and smiled and sent an invitation to Catherine: "Catherine, let's go into the house and talk." ”

"Can Robin come along?" Catherine grabbed the old man's arm and snuggled up to him with a shy face, "He's my fiancé." ”

A different color flashed in the depths of Yang Bihui's eyes, but he smiled and declined: "Catherine, I want to talk to you alone, Mr. Robin, if you don't mind, you can walk around here casually." ”

"I don't mind. Ye Fan was worried that he had no way to get out, and he became like this to stay with his own mother, on the surface, there was nothing abnormal, but in his heart he was inevitably embarrassed, and he felt at a loss.

After all, it was the first time to meet, and it was really difficult to transcend the psychological reaction of normal people.

"Martin, you can go with Mr. Robin!" Yang Bihui instructed the butler, and beckoned Catherine into the living room of the small building.

Ye Fan touched the hooked nose, judging from the contact just now, it seems that Yang Bihui doesn't treat himself as Robin very well. As the queen of the media, what is she inviting Catherine to talk about late at night?

"Mr. Robin, please, I think you will be interested in Ms. Melinda's collection. Martin, who was gray-haired, guided Ye Fan and walked from the path of the villa, where there were still a few houses.

The mansions of the wealthy in the United States are often deep and quiet, covering an extremely large area, and do not reach the minimum limit of three hectares, and cannot even be called villas. Yang Bihui's private residence is a typical European style, with more than 30 rooms, but only two

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