Past 675

Wei Zanyan led Qi Qingyu by the hand into Lawrent's estate, and the butler glanced back, feeling the scene was all too familiar.

The first to enter, holding hands, were Zhu Wencong and Su Yanqiao. In the blink of an eye, it had become another couple.

Wei Zanyan looked at the familiar estate, where he would come every so often to visit Lawrent, as arranged by Zhu Wencong, and also of his own will.

Sitting in the garden, Lawrent gestured to Wei Zanyan, having heard about his impending departure to report to headquarters.

"Good evening, Mr. Lawrent, I had intended to invite you to my estate for dinner.

I didn't expect our parting to come so quickly, nor did it leave me any time to prepare," Wei Zanyan said as he seated himself and Qi Qingyu.

Lawrent smiled, no one could see through Zhu Wencong's thoughts; he was always an enigmatic figure.

Kalman brought over two cups of tea. As Lawrent's son, Kalman had taken over the family business.