He had no choice but to board the plane with his ticket, landing in a strange city. He then took a taxi to the residence arranged by Fu Mo Han.,In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.,In a villa, the lights were turned off early, and ambiguous sounds echoed in the bedroom.。