Frederick Fu pushed the door of the car and got out of the car, looking at the Jiang family not far away, and the steward Wang, who was still in a tuxedo and wearing white gloves, stood by.
Frederick Fu straightened his back subconsciously, waiting for Henry Jiang to come over, and walked towards Mr. Jiang and the others together.
It stands to reason that this is the first time that Henry Jiang has taken his wife home for the New Year. It is a happy thing to say, but watching the two men walking together, it feels a bit strange.
Mr. Jiang murmured a few words in his heart, but he didn’t show anything on the surface. With a decent smile on his face, he said to both Henry Jiang and the others: “Go to the house.”
Henry Jiang held Frederick Fu’s hand, Frederick Fu turned his head and glanced at him, then shook his hand.
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