Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

No one can see through the true thoughts of the young Mr. President.

The other person's amber eyes seemed to have a natural barrier, making it impossible for people to see the person's true emotions from these eyes.

Mr. President has always given people the feeling of indifference, elegance and rigor.

Even if it is doing loose movements, it will not appear frivolous.

…

The car drove to the gate of Fengqian's old house.

When the security guard saw the license plate, he was instantly shocked and his fatigue disappeared.

Blinking again in disbelief.

That's right.

It is Mr. President's private car.

The security guard immediately pressed the switch, and the retractable door opened.

The car drove right in.

Mr. President's car, even if it is a high imitation, cannot be imitated.

This is also the reason why the security guards did not check and put them in directly.

not to mention.

The person in the car couldn't be offended either.

The security guard just made a silent call to inform Feng Yu.

Yan Sheng's car did not drive into the garage.

Instead, he stopped at the gate of the main house.

The amber eyes of the young man in the car were cold and indifferent.

Legs crossed.

The hands are also folded together in a regular manner.

Yan Sheng didn't move.

Always maintain this posture.

The girl was still awake, leaning on Yan Sheng's shoulder sideways.

After a while.

The door of the main house opened.

Feng Yu and the original owner's mother, Mu Qing, both went out.

Mu Qing took Feng Yu's arm.

Feng Yu had received news from the housekeeper before.

Yan Sheng wants to send Qianqian back in person.

I just received another call from security.

People have arrived.

The husband and wife tidied up hastily and went out to greet them.

For Yan Sheng, a young president.

Feng Yu is also very appreciative.

Otherwise, he would not have agreed to Yan Lao to let the two children meet and cultivate their relationship.

but……

The child from the Yan family personally sent Qianqian back.

This was something he hadn't expected.

The car at the door was silent for a long time.

Feng Yu stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the car door.

After a while, the window was rolled down.

The man in the car casually glanced out the window and said politely, "Uncle Feng."

The tone was polite, and because of Mr. President's own temperament, it was a little alienated.

"Yeah." Feng Yu nodded, "A Sheng sent Qianqian back personally, please."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yu glanced past Yan Sheng, and caught a glimpse of the sleeping girl inside.

Seeing his daughter leaning on Yan Sheng's shoulder, Feng Yu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Yan Sheng also noticed Feng Yu's gaze.

Obviously, he was looking at the girl beside him.

Yan Sheng didn't change his face, and explained quietly: "The child is sleepy, so she fell asleep first. I'll help her out of the car."

Feng Yu was a little surprised by Yan Sheng's words.

Mu Qing, the mother of the wind, also looked at her precious daughter and the young president of country Z with some gossip.

but……

Child?

this title.

Is this treating Qianqian like a child?

"Then trouble A Sheng."

Feng Yu said politely.

Yan Sheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his voice was very light: "No trouble."

After the words fell, Mr. President put down his overlapping long legs.

Leaning slightly, he held the back of the girl's head with one hand.

At the same time, he moved slightly.

The hand leaning against the girl's side pressed against the back seat, passed through the girl's back, and rested on the girl's slender waist.

Then he let go of the hand protecting the girl's head, and slowly passed under the girl's knee.

Posture adjusted.

Yan Sheng stretched his legs, bent over, carefully hugged the girl and got out of the car.

Very caring.

Feng Yu couldn't see through this young Mr. President.

He is shallow...

I can't tell if it's liking, or...the elders' care for the younger ones?