Uncle Qian excitedly chatted with Yu Zhengyang for a while before he patted his head and said, "Children, follow me closely in your cars, we'll talk when we get home."
He turned around and got into the car, starting the engine.
We will follow closely behind.
On the way, I asked, "Mr. Yu, you know Luo Xingye's butler?"
"Of course, our family and the Luo family have been friends for generations. Xingye and I are friends who grew up playing around since baby." Yu Zhengyang turned around and smiled.
It dawned on me that rich people only made friends with rich people.
He added, "Uncle Qian is the Luo family's butler in name, but he actually has a responsibility like a father. Sigh, it's a long story."
I was confused by his words and became even more curious, "Uncle Qian brought him up? What about his father?"
