The old man raised his voice. The guests in the living room turned their heads and looked at the door.
"Jian is back. She even walked back alone. Oh my, she's exuding cold air." Uncle Fu was so happy that his heart ached as he replied to the old man, "Her face is red from the cold. She didn't ask the guards to drive her up."
Ye Jian had already entered the house. Her clear voice came over with a smile. "Grandpa, I'm back…" The words came out of her mouth softly.
She saw two acquaintances sitting in the living room. Her grandpa was carefully supported by another acquaintance as he got up.
The result of going home without even informing beforehand was that she had to face the scene in front of her.
Qin Xiu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words 'Jian'.
Jian… Jian… He met another Jian yesterday. He didn't expect Old Master Fu's guest to be Jian too.
