Ye Fan, Shen Jiayao, and Li Mo got out of the car, and across the crowd, they met Wen Wanting's expectant eyes looking around, and a warm smile bloomed on their faces, and a thousand words were all in the four eyes, not speaking.

"Thank you, thank you!" Yang Bihui shook hands with the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs one by one, and everyone's faces were beaming with joy, as if they had been received in a grand reception.

"Yang Dong, hello!" Wen Wanting took the initiative to come and talk to Yang Bihui face-to-face for the first time.

The two women have communicated many times on the phone across the ocean, and they are very cordial to each other when they meet at this moment, although the age difference is more than ten years, but the two are like a pair of good sisters, and they soon became acquainted.

"It's been a hard year, and without you, our overseas search and rescue work would have been very difficult. Yang Bihui expressed her heartfelt gratitude to the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as a mother, a woman staying overseas, when she needed help the most, these unknown people in the motherland did not hesitate to lend a helping hand.

Among them, although there are many reasons for this, there is no doubt that Yang Bihui has experienced the care of his hometown and is deeply moved.

"Okay, let's stop saying polite words. It's weird cold outside, let's go into the house and talk!" Ye Fan dragged Li Mo and advanced the heating room.

Everyone smiled and gathered around Yang Bihui, hugged each other, and entered the eighteenth building together.

Hotel No. 1 usually hosts foreign dignitaries, especially Building 18, which once hosted the family of the President of the United States, but this time it made an exception. But then again, because of Limo's transcendent status, it is natural for her to stay in Building 18 as the emperor of Japan, and it is reasonable for others to touch her light.

The luggage was picked up and put by a special person, and a reception room had already prepared sweets and snacks, and Wen Wanting warmly invited everyone to sit down one by one.

"Little ...... Xiao Ye, tell me about your situation for more than a year......" Wen Wanting was anxious for a while, and almost leaked her mouth, if this "Xiao Fan" is spoken, with the IQ of these women here and the relationship between the two, don't want to hide it anymore.

Although there were rumors in the market for a while, as she became more and more official, these rumors naturally subsided, and no one would delve into it, and it was boring to talk about herself.

However, Shen Jiayao already knew about her ambiguous relationship with Ye Fan, but she didn't have enough ironclad evidence, and she didn't bother to care.

"Ahem, in fact, there is nothing to say, it's like sleeping, as soon as you close your eyes, as soon as you open your eyes, a day has passed, I don't feel that the time is long over there, and it's not even obvious day and night, in short, it's almost ...... like watching an American sci-fi blockbuster."

For more than a year, he summed it up in a few words, Wen Wanting didn't feel it, and she was still so cynical.

"By the way, Minister Wen, is it appropriate for us to live here? Will it be ......" Yang Bihui looked around at the two-hundred-square-meter reception room, which was simply too magnificent, although she had already made a name for herself abroad and had a private villa, which could be compared with this place, and it was not at all high-grade.

Not only does it look like a royal palace from the outside, but the furnishings in the No. 1 Hotel also take a high-end atmospheric route, highlighting the country's soft power and Chinese style, any backrest seat is carved from rosewood, not to mention the huge and magnificent landscape Chinese paintings on the wall, the valuable Ming and Qing porcelain ornaments, and the ten-meter-long giant aquarium displayed next to the door of the reception room, in which any red arowana is worth millions.

"What's inappropriate?" Wen Wanting didn't answer, Ye Fan hurriedly spoke: "Li Mo is not a guest? If you want me to say, it doesn't matter if the old man doesn't go to the airport to greet him, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs should at least hold a press conference or something, and the diplomatic etiquette in China is called a dog?"

"Xiaofan, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Bihui heard his disrespectful words and hurriedly reprimanded.

"Haha...... You bastard, I'm here first......" At the door of the reception room, there was a kind laughter, revealing a little majesty and a little old.

Chairman Yang Chongyan walked into the room alone with his hands behind his back, without a single guard or secretary by his side, wearing a tweed tunic suit.

Syllable!

When Yang Bihui saw this old man with gray sideburns, a goblet in his hand fell on the table unconsciously, and the red wine turned out flowed wantonly.

Yang Chongyan's sudden appearance made her stunned and lost her mind for a while.

"Chairman!" Wen Wanting hurriedly got up, and the others also got up from their seats.

"Sit, sit down...... Chairman Yang raised his hand slightly, pressed it twice, and was in a high position all the year round, which had already made him develop a kind of leadership momentum that was not angry but mighty, but at this moment, there were great waves in his heart.

No one sat down, and everyone stared at this old man who could only be seen on TV, which felt very unreal.

"Bihui...... Over the years, have you been doing well over there?" Yang Chongyan walked slowly, and with each step, his steps became heavier.

It's been twenty years, he didn't expect to see his daughter in his lifetime, and he said that he was not excited, it was a liar!

It's okay if he doesn't ask, this question, Yang Bihui's eyes turned red in an instant, he covered his mouth, and couldn't help the bitter tears flowing down.

"That's what you ask, can you try to send someone under the fence?" Ye Fan interjected with his throat in his throat, with a very unhappy attitude, "Tell you to clean up in the White House every day, look at the face of the President of the United States, do you want to do it?"

Yang Chongyan smiled bitterly when he heard this, in fact, after receiving the news about Yang Bihui from the secretary, he already knew what kind of life his daughter had lived over the years, and every time he thought about the suffering she suffered in a foreign land, he was often sad alone, staring at the old photos for a long time.

He didn't expect that if he asked with concern, he would be ridiculed by his grandson, this kid really doesn't give Buddha face!

"Xiaofan, don't talk to your grandfather like this!" Yang Bihui heard his son's prickly words, and hurriedly wiped his tears to dissuade him from being disrespectful to his elders.

"It's okay, Tong Yan Wuji, since I'm back, I can stay here for a while with peace of mind, and I'll talk about it after the Shangyuan Festival. Yang Chongyan waved his hand, revealing a kind smile.

"That's not good, right? So many of us eat and live for nothing, you, the leader of the country, don't set a good example, how can you explain to your head?" Ye Fan still had a sneering attitude.

I didn't know that Yang Chongyan was my grandfather, but Ye Fan was not so rude, but since he heard from his mother that the Yang and Ye families were competing in the officialdom back then, he couldn't help but have a prejudice against Old Man Yang, if it weren't for the fact that these parents secretly intrigue and seek a high position, how could his mother make a private lifelong agreement with his father behind his back? And how could the family be ruined because of what happened later? All this, Ye Fan blamed Yang Chongyan!

"I'll pay for this money! I can still take care of the money for accommodation and food, so you can rest assured. Yang Chongyan couldn't hear the resentment in his grandson's heart, in front of many juniors, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, and he didn't want to be angry at this time, and it was too late to be happy.

"Hey, that's great, call the head chef over and fish out all the Arowana in the fish tank for me to slaughter!" Ye Fan stepped on the chair, his face full of anger, and shouted loudly.

The corners of Yang Chongyan's mouth twitched suddenly, he was angry and funny, and turned his head and asked: "These red arowanas add up to hundreds of catties, can you finish eating them?"

Ye Fan grinned: "Who said I want to eat fish and meat, I haven't heard of dragon beard noodles? I prefer to eat beard, and I don't even taste a bite of noodles! This is called taste! How about it, are you reluctant to pay out of your pocket?"