Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

The guard came all the way to the lobby, Shen's father was sipping tea with Shen's mother while playing Go, the gramophone played the quiet piano sound, very soothing and comfortable.

"Master, madam."

The doorman came over.

Shen's father put Heizi down, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

The guard said: "A master came outside the door. He said he was your old friend and came to visit you specially."

Hearing this, Shen's father paused slightly, feeling a little puzzled.

Father Shen asked the guard, "Did anyone say who he is?"

The doorman shook his head, "Never. But that gentleman wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and is dressed in a refined manner. He looks like a businessman and a literati."

Shen's father and Shen's mother opposite each other looked at each other, and they both saw doubtful emotions in their eyes.

No such person seemed to have appeared among the people they knew.

Father Shen took a sip of hot tea, thought for a while, then got up and said: "Let's go, I want to see who is here."

"yes."

The guard nodded, and then led Father Shen to the gate.

All the way to the gate of Shen's house, Father Shen saw a rather familiar figure standing there from a long distance away.

Father Shen squinted his eyes. As he got old, his eyes became a little blurred, and he couldn't see people clearly.

When Father Shen came over and watched the person turn around, Father Shen was a little surprised.

"It's you, Mr. Jing?"

Jing Wenbin turned around and looked at Father Shen in front of him, Jing Wenbin smiled slightly, "Long time no see, Master Shen."

Father Shen couldn't help laughing, "Look at my memory, when the guard said it, I couldn't remember who it was. I didn't expect that the person who came was Mr. Jing!"

Although Jing Wenbin is a businessman, he is well-educated and very gentle. Father Shen and him hit it off very well.

"Come, come, don't stand here, hurry up and come in with me." Father Shen warmly entertained Jing Wenbin, Jing Wenbin nodded, and entered with Father Shen.

Although they haven't seen each other for several years, the two chatted very happily without any estrangement.

When Jing Wenbin handed the gift to Father Shen, Father Shen readily accepted it.

It is etiquette to be a guest or to visit and need to be taken care of. Even if Jing Wenbin brought a trivial amount of food or pen and ink today, Father Shen would gladly accept it.

Bringing gifts to visit you at your door is a sign of the other party's self-cultivation; but if you push back and forth, it is because of your different ways of life, which will only embarrass both of you.

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At the door of Shen's house.

The low-key black Plymouth sedan parked quietly at the door.

Adjutant Su sat there watching Jing Wenbin and a very elegant middle-aged man in a black coat go in.

Presumably, that is the old master Shen that the young master said.

"Eldest Young Master and that old master Shen have gone in." Adjutant Su whispered.

"..."

It's incredibly quiet inside the car.

Adjutant Su couldn't help looking up curiously at the rearview mirror above.

The man sitting in the back seat had his slender legs folded slightly. His military uniform was neatly trimmed, his waist tied by a black belt was thin, and the Medal of Honor hung on his straight shoulders, with golden tassels hanging from his shoulders.

He also carefully put the lucky bag that he was playing with in his heart.

The man leaned on the cushion, lazily closing his eyes, his long eyelashes were thick and fell on the eyelids, forming a shadow.

Seeing that the second master was resting with his eyes closed, Adjutant Su quickly let go of his breathing, turned his head and looked straight ahead.