"Sister, you haven't answered my question just now." Jian Luo let Jian Qing rub his hair, lowering his body motionlessly to cooperate with her, and the sister's control attributes were clearly revealed.

Jian Qing looked at the chicken-like hair with satisfaction. The messy hair made her look a little more unruly. She withdrew her hand and hung it beside her, "That's right, I don't know, but I won't let you wait for a long time."

The ambiguous words made Jian Luo feel bitter. Seeing that she obviously didn't plan to say more, she swallowed the words she wanted to ask.

Forget it, he doesn't have to worry too much about his sister's black-bellied nature. Anyway, he seems to have not seen anyone who can get a advantage from her. Even Bai Jue and Hei Jack, the two black-bellied masters, dare not provoke his sister at will. Those people in the capital should not be as terrible as Black Jack and Bai Jue.

"Sister, when will you set off?"

"tomorrow."

"Have you told my grandfather?"

"Not yet, go with me."

After saying that, Jian Qing turned around and walked towards the door. Jian Luo took two or three steps and followed her.

"Ka--Ka--Ka--Ka--Ka."

In the luxurious living room, the sound of the pendulum swinging is particularly clear, making the living room more empty.

After going downstairs, the living room was empty. Jian Luo frowned. Shouldn’t his grandfather have eaten tea and read newspapers here?

Just as I was about to find someone, but before I could take two steps, a middle-aged man walked in, with a burly body and steady pace. I could tell at a glance that he had a foundation for practicing.

"Miss, Master!"

Uncle Qin is a close confidant around Jian Qing and helps to manage the manor inside and out. Jian Qing and Jian Luo are both grown up when he watched him grow up, and the siblings are very familiar with him on weekdays.

"Uncle Qin, where is grandpa?" Jian Luo asked with a smile.

"In the study, the old man is already waiting for you two, come over quickly." His face with a Chinese character is not angry, but when he smiles, he has a bit of kindness.

Jian Qing nodded and pulled Jian Luo and walked out together.

The door of the study was not closed, and Jian Luo slipped in first. Before he could take two steps, a full voice sounded, with a faint smile.

"Luoer, what are you doing sneakily?"

Jian Luo paused, then walked in swaggeringly, looking at the figure sitting on the sofa not far away with his back to him, and raised his eyebrows.

"Grandpa, how did you know I'm here?"

He hadn't seen him yet, so he just called him directly, so why didn't he think he was his sister?

This is true for my sister and grandfather. Could it be that they all have any special abilities?

Jian Qing folded the newspaper and put it aside casually. He looked up at his grandson sitting opposite him, and couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao Qing'er won't be as bored as you."

I have played this kind of game so many times, and I have been exposed every time. I will continue playing it next time. There is no one except him being so bored.

The old man sitting upright on the sofa was wearing a plain Tang suit. His angular face could vaguely see his handsome appearance when he was young. The wrinkles on his face were precipitated with the traces of time. A pair of glasses hung on his high cheekbones, which added a bit of kindness and elegance to him.

If I didn't say it, who would have thought that the kind and elegant old man in front of me was once a powerful underworld boss in the M country.

Jian Luo hummed, "Grandpa, you are partial!"

Jian Qing smiled heartily, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes ran out unconsciously, "I am not biased to Xiao Qing'er, who else can I be biased to?"

His little Qing'er should have hurt and pampered him in his palm.

Jian Qing, who walked in from behind, heard the conversation between the old man and Jian Luo, couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled, and called out a gentle voice.

"Grandpa!"

"Xiao Qing'er, come to my grandfather's place." Jian Qing patted the seat beside him and smiled lovingly.

Jian Qing sat down beside Mr. Jian, her legs crossed, and her body was so soft that she was as if she had no bones, and she lay lazily on the sofa.

Her defenseless look can only be seen in front of the old man. Jian Luo curled his lips and smiled.

Not knowing what he remembered, Jian Qing looked at Jian Luo without a trace, and met the old man's gaze, Jian Luo shrugged helplessly.

He had no choice but to say that you could not persuade me, and I was killed.

Jian Qing glanced at Jian Luo with a beard and glared at him, but he had already anticipated this situation in his heart and turned to look at Jian Qing.

He sighed lightly, "Xiao Qing'er, come to the capital to take good care of himself. After being wronged, he told his grandfather that he would support you."

Forget it, since he couldn't stop it, he would do his best to protect her.

Well, my sister still looks cute like this.

Not knowing what he remembered, Jian Qing looked at Jian Luo without a trace, and met the old man's gaze, Jian Luo shrugged helplessly.

He had no choice but to say that you could not persuade me, and I was killed.

Jian Qing glanced at Jian Luo with a beard and glared at him, but he had already anticipated this situation in his heart and turned to look at Jian Qing.

He sighed lightly and said, "Xiao Qing'er, come to the capital to take good care of himself. After being wronged, he told his grandfather that he would support you."

Forget it, since he couldn't stop it, he would do his best to protect her.
Chapter completed!