C278 (1/2)

”I have to go to Southeast Asia …” After Huangfu Yunyin finished speaking, he left without even turning his head back.

Southeast Asia? When Qiao Yifeng thought of the fight between Nangong An and Huangfu Yun, he couldn't help but shiver.

”Dell, we're home!”

”Shh …” Roger, Dell is asleep! ”

”Sleeping?” As soon as he heard this, he turned his head and saw the peaceful, sleeping face of Song Dell in the backseat of the car. His blue eyes were suddenly filled with a soft glow.

”She's like an angel!” Logue mumbled in a low voice.

”Logue, you like Dell!” Mary looked into Logue's eyes and seemed to read in them the way the president had looked at his wife.

Logue was surprised for a moment. He looked at Mary and shook his head, ”I like her, but it shouldn't be the kind of man or woman who likes her. She's someone I have to respect!”

”Oh …” Mary nodded, as if she understood something. Looking at the way Roger treated Song Dai Er, she was actually a little jealous, because this Roger was really too outstanding.

When Mary came back to her senses and looked out of the window, she was sure that the car was parked in front of a large, retro European carved ironwork gate. She looked at Logue who was sitting on the driver's seat and asked, ”Logue, is this your home?”

”Yes!” At this moment, the tightly shut door suddenly opened and a man with a head of white hair walked out. He came to the window with a solemn face and bowed slightly, ”Young master, you've finally returned home!”

”Uncle Mu, how have you been? It's been so long since we last met, and you're still as meticulous as ever!” Logue grinned brightly at the chief steward of the Leo clan, Uncle Mi. This made the usually stern and solemn old man's face reveal a rare smile.

”You flatter me, young master!” Holding back his smile, Uncle Mu said, ”Young Master, please enter the main house. Master and Madam should be very happy to have you back home!”

”No, another day. I'll go back to my own nest now! ” Logue smiled calmly.

Uncle Mu's gaze shifted to the back of the car. He took a look, but his eyes remained unperturbed. ”Young Master, you brought a friend back this time?”

”Yes!” After a simple nod, Roger bade farewell to the butler and drove the car through the luxurious European style entrance corridor, entering the carriage directly.

”Logue, is this really your house? ”Are you sure?” Mary looked out of the window and saw that the road ahead seemed to be a winding road. However, there were phoenix trees planted between the lush greenery on both sides of the road. Under the radiance of the setting sun, the scenery was unexpectedly beautiful.

”Well, to be exact, this is the courtyard... There is still some distance to go home! ” Logue smiled. The entirety of the manor was located in the middle of a mountain. The gate leading to the manor was at the foot of the mountain. To reach it, it would take some time.

”Logue, I really doubt your identity. That expressionless man just called you Young Master!” Mary turned her gaze away from the beautiful scenery outside the window. Judging from the respectful and meticulous white-haired old man in a black suit, she guessed that he must be someone important. Besides, the people who could live in this kind of place were either rich or expensive.

”There's no need to doubt my identity. I'm Rogue, and there's no need to lie to him!” Logue said calmly.

”Oh …” Mary was choked up by Roger's words, and could only shut her mouth obediently.

About half an hour later, Roger's car stopped on a flat piece of land. Mary recovered her wits and asked, ”Are we there yet?”

”Yes, we've really arrived this time!” As he spoke, he opened the door and got out of the car. A few men in black suits ran over and bowed to him, ”Young Master, do you need our help?”

”No need!” He came to the back of the car and opened the door. When he looked down and saw that Song Dai'er seemed to still be asleep, he smiled and said, ”Dell is too tired!”

”Yes, it's been a long journey. Dell is pregnant, so she must be very tired. But what should we do now? Should we wake her up?” Mary also looked at the sleeping Dell at a loss for words, because no one had the heart to disturb her sleep.

”No, don't wake her. Let me do it!” As soon as he finished speaking, he embraced Song Dell and easily embraced her in his arms. Then, he carried her horizontally and gently got out of the carriage.