As an old saying goes in the East, you know a person's face but not their heart. I didn't expect the most influential black woman at the famous Fox 21st Century to be this kind of person in private.
Compared to the surprised Taylor, Fly was actually mentally prepared the moment he saw Diddy.
Now, it just confirmed the guess he had in his heart...
However, looking at Taylor's stunned expression, she was clearly quite shocked.
"Alright, elder sister, now you know what kind of person Oprah is. Just stay away from her in the future. Why do you look so dejected?"
Fly found it strange. Taylor and Oprah weren't close, so why did she look like she had been betrayed by someone important?
Taylor, who had come back to her senses, shook her head and explained to Fly:
"You don't understand, Hani. Oprah's talk show is incredibly popular in this country. I grew up watching it. To think that a television host who accompanied me throughout my growth would be such a sordid person in private, I do feel a bit sad..."
Hearing this, Fly stepped forward and hugged her, stroking her golden hair and comforting her, "It's okay, wife. You still have me. From now on, I'll walk through life with you..."
Taylor accepted Fly's address of "wife," and her emotions surged. Her red lips immediately kissed Fly's mouth, then skillfully pried open his teeth and extended her fragrant tongue inside.
Fly was stunned by Taylor's sudden sneak attack, but thankfully, he wasn't a novice and immediately became entangled with Taylor.
The temperature in the room gradually rose, and after a few tugs, Fly and Taylor stripped off each other's clothes.
Soon, a live spring palace unfolded in this villa that was usually uninhabited...
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December 24th.
Fly and Taylor flew to New York to spend Christmas with Dad Li and Annie.
Taylor's father, mother, and younger brother also came along.
Since meeting the parents, the Christmas Eve before Christmas every year has been spent together by both families.
After getting off the plane, Fly looked at the row of Maybachs parked in front of the private jet, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
His old man just liked to make a grand entrance. He had specifically told Dad Li about it, but Dad Li still did as he pleased, completely disregarding the words of his unworthy son.
"Young Master, welcome home."
Dad Li's confidant, Uncle Zack, personally came to pick them up. Fly went up and hugged him, then got into the middle car with Taylor.
Taylor's family sat in the cars next to them.
Looking at the scenery constantly flowing backward outside the car window, Fly fell into deep thought.
"Hani, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Taylor, who was fiddling with her phone, saw her man's vacant gaze and reached out to touch the side of his face.
"Nothing, I just feel like time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, I'm already a big star. You know, the last time I came back to New York, I was just a nobody..."
Hearing this, Taylor chuckled, pinched Fly's nose with her hand, and smiled:
"Oh, doesn't this just show that Hani is a genius? How could an ordinary player become famous so quickly? It's mainly because Hani is too strong, and the media can't help but pay attention to you."
"Perhaps. Quiet days are probably gone from now on. This Christmas might be my first holiday since becoming famous, so it's quite meaningful."
Coming back to his senses, Fly held Taylor in his arms. They leaned against each other, quietly enjoying the rare tranquility.
The Maybach drove for over an hour. As they entered a sparsely populated suburban area, Fly knew he was almost home.
Lis Manor, covering nearly ten thousand acres, is located in the town of Sleepy Hollow, over 100 kilometers north of New York, built along the Hudson River.
The famous Rockefeller Estate is also located here, only about a ten-minute drive from Lis Manor.
Fly was certain that he had never heard of the so-called Lis Manor in his previous life. This was built by his father in this life.
Initially, the manor wasn't this large. At that time, Fly's grandfather only used it as a vacation spot and didn't intend to make it a permanent residence.
It was later, in the 1980s, after Dad Li inherited the family business, that he expanded it and finally moved the family's permanent residence here.
As the Maybach crossed the boundary marker at 33 Rockefeller Road, Taylor was trying to melt the ice flowers on the car window with her breath.
The hood ornament cut the first golden light through the twilight. The cedar forests on both sides suddenly receded, revealing the holly wreath wrapped around the cast iron gate – eighteen platinum bells jingling softly in the wind.
Uncle Zack, acting as the temporary driver, pressed the Christmas mode on the center console, and the car's chassis rose ten centimeters.
As soon as the tires touched the private driveway, the geothermal system instantly steamed up white mist.
Taylor exclaimed and rolled down the window, seeing the accumulated snow suspended twenty centimeters above the ground, as if the entire road was paved with a breathing crystal carpet.
"Dad is obsessed with Tesla coils," Fly pointed to the faint blue electric arcs in the mist. "He said he wanted to build a 'Walk of Fame' in a physical sense."
Regarding Dad Li's hobbies and pursuits, as a son, Fly could only express support; at least he couldn't object.
After all, Dad Li is such an amazing person. What reason did he have to object to him wanting to play with high-tech gadgets?
The headlights swept across the shoulder, and three-meter-tall ice sculptures lit up one after another, leaving Fly and Taylor stunned.
'I say, I haven't seen this stuff before, have I? What is this?'
Suddenly feeling like he didn't understand the decorations at home, Fly quickly asked Uncle Zack in the driver's seat.
Uncle Zack replied with a smile, "Young Master hasn't been home for a long time, so naturally he doesn't know that this is the mistress's masterpiece. She said putting an ice sculpture at the main entrance would look good, and the master agreed, so they made this."
Fly and Taylor exchanged glances upon hearing this, feeling that their Mom still knew how to have fun.
Winter aside, the key is how to deal with such a large ice sculpture in spring and summer?
Do they have to specifically set up a condensation system to keep it "winter all year round"?
As they passed through the beech archway, Taylor's Gucci velvet headband was lifted by the airflow.
Hot springs surged beneath the frozen lake surface.Koi (Koi fish) swam in the liquid crystal, their fins stirring the reflected aurora projection.
Fly was a bit puzzled. The weather in New York wasn't cold enough for the lake surface to freeze. How was it so exaggerated?
He slightly lowered the car window and extended his left hand through the gap. In less than two seconds, Fly quickly pulled it back.
"Damn, did we encounter a ghost at our manor? Why is the temperature outside so low? I didn't feel this at the airport earlier..."
Hearing this, Taylor also reached out to try, and like Fly, she quickly pulled her hand back.
"Uncle Zack, why is it so cold inside the manor? The temperature in New York during winter isn't this low every year."
Uncle Zack chuckled and explained to the two young masters of the Li family, "Young Master, Young Mistress, the Master bought the weather patent from the Utah laboratory. The temperature inside the manor has been artificially lowered, probably about 10℃ lower than the outside."
Hearing this, Fly and Taylor were both dumbfounded.
Damn, when did human technology develop to this extent?
They can even create artificial weather?
Fly looked through the car window at the sky above the manor. The cumulus clouds were visibly thicker than the surrounding sky.
This... Fly was impressed. He was truly convinced by Dad Li.
The old man is still much better at having fun than the son.
Taylor also noticed that the thickness of the cumulus clouds above the manor was clearly abnormal.
She thought about the ways the entertainment stars she knew, or the capital behind them, squandered money.
Comparing that to the scene before her, Taylor could only sigh that the difference was clear.
Even when truly rich people are spending money lavishly, it's full of style!
Giving their manor a set of artificial weather is simply amazing!
"Hani, Dad and Mom are really... Oh my gosh, I'm speechless. It's absolutely incredible. I originally thought I was considered wealthy now, but compared to truly rich people, I'm a pauper."
Let alone Taylor, even Fly, the only son of Dad Li and Annie, was shocked by the scene before him.
He swore that these things were definitely not here the last time he came home.
Although he had heard that his old man seemed to be researching some ecological technology and had even invested in outer space projects, collaborating with NASA.
But hearing is one thing; at least he hadn't seen anything that made him feel blown away before.
Now, it's one thing after another, making him feel a bit numb.
"No, I can't be the only one shocked. Someone must be shocked with me!"
Thinking of this, Fly made a suggestion to Taylor: "elder sister, let's take pictures of this scene and post them on social platforms to let the Fans be shocked too..."
"And we can gain some followers along the way. What do you think, elder sister?"
Taylor nodded after a brief thought upon hearing this.
She actually had this idea just now, but she was afraid that taking pictures of the manor's scenes without Dad Li and Annie's permission would make them angry, so she stopped.
But now that Fly, the only son, is doing it, what does she have to worry about?
Worst case scenario, she'll just drag Fly along with her to get criticized, teehee~~~
Opening his social account, he took a picture of the cumulus clouds in the sky, then took two pictures of the scenery along the way, and edited the text: "Beyond belief, Dad's surprise makes me feel like I've been living in a cave."
After clicking upload, Fly put away his phone, waiting for the public reaction to brew.