As soon as Chen Qianmo got off the plane, numerous luxury cars were already waiting for him.
"Young Master, please," someone respectfully opened the car door for him.
No matter how often he came back, the people at home always maintained the proper respect and subservience for him as the eldest young master.
A row of black luxury cars grandly headed towards the Chen Family estate.
The car stopped in front of a majestic and imposing building surrounded by green trees. This was the grand residence of the Chen Family, which, after decades, appeared modest from the outside but was lavish and luxurious within.
Chen Qianmo got out of the car and stepped into the mansion. In the solemn mansion, other than the rustling of leaves in the wind, there were no other sounds.
Although there were many servants, they all moved with such light steps that they seemed well-trained.