Mu Yazhe walked over to him. "Uncle, your daughter and I have prepared a reception for your return to the capital! It's getting late, so we should head off now!"
"Well… There's no need for such trouble!" politely declined Yun Yecheng.
A smile hung from the younger man's face, but his tone sounded as overbearing as usual. "All's been prepared already! Plus, your daughter will be disappointed if you don't go."
Yun Shishi chimed in, "Exactly, dad! It's only right that we play host to our guests who've traveled a long way here; come on now."
The father ultimately could not win against his daughter.
As such, the couple took the luggage from him and headed to the cars parked at the entrance.
The moment Yun Qingmiao reached the entrance, she found two Mercedes-Benzes parked there.
One was a black GLE AMG, and the other was a huge white GLS AMG.
Although she did not know much about cars, she knew the brand logo.
