When Fu Zhennan reached the living room, only Shang Fuyan was sitting on the sofa. He was dressed formally, with the gifts he had brought displayed to one side, and his staff were still finishing the task of moving them in.
"..." What kind of display was this? It had the air of a full house move.
"Uncle." Shang Fuyan stood up and waited for Fu Zhennan to take a seat.
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