Old Buffon was famous, but there were not many people who had seen him, and these people were mostly at the top of the pyramid. Now, Old Buffon was like an ordinary old man, bringing his lady on the street. The looked like an average middle-aged couple.
Yang Ming was holding Wang Xiaoyan and Shu Ya, walking in front of them like a playboy who came out to have fun, but it didn't look strange. It must be known that on the streets at night, most of the people who had women on the left and right like Yang Ming, were playboys who came out to have fun.
"It's been a long time since I had this ordinary feeling." Old Buffon said with some emotions as he took his lady's hand. When he came out previously, he was usually with a team of followers. There was no sense of freedom.
"Yeah, this feeling of tranquility is so good." Mrs. Buffon had not relaxed as such in decades. After marrying Old Buffon, she lived a life where she would not walk out alone.
