Jian Qing raised her head and met the doting in her grandfather's eyes. She couldn't help but smile, "Yes."

Jian Qing raised her hand and touched her hair, and the grandfather and grandson were in harmony.

Sitting up straight, Jian Qing held the old man's arm intimately and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Grandpa, you have to take good care of yourself, I will be back soon."

"Okay." Jian Qing replied with a smile.

Inadvertently, he saw the old man's temples glaring silver, and Jian Qing's heart suddenly grabbed. It turned out that my grandfather was old, and he really would grow old.

"Grandpa, if I'm not here, don't drink secretly. I will ask Uncle Qin to supervise you." Suppressing the sadness in his heart, Jian Qing reminded with curved eyebrows.

Although the old man was quite strong, he drank too much wine when he was young, and now the side effects were gradually revealed. Bai Jue reminded the old man more than once that he should drink less alcohol. However, the old man who had been drinking for most of his life could not quit drinking at once. Occasionally, when Jian Qing and Jian Luo were not at home, he secretly ran to the wine cellar to taste a few sips, but he was reported by Uncle Qin every time.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Jian Qing's eyes and he agreed randomly, "I understand, you clever!"

Seeing his grandfather being defeated, Jian Luo covered his mouth and laughed, a typical gloating.

Jian Qing smiled sly, approached the old man, and kissed him on the cheek.

Mr. Jian was stunned and then smiled. The depression just now swept away, and his whole body exuded a pleasant aura.

"Hahaha!"

Jian Qing's intimacy with the old man made Jian Luo jealous and yelled dissatisfiedly, "Sister, you are too partial to your grandfather."

"Why do I kiss you too?" Jian Qing raised his eyebrows and jokingly.

This can be available!

Jian Luo's eyes lit up and he rubbed his way over. Just as he was about to put his face over, a big hand with a thick calluse pushed his head away.

"Where are you going, why are you kissing such a big person?" His little Qing'er could only kiss him, so why is this kid joining in the fun?

Hearing Mr. Jian’s tone that was quite disgusting, Jian Luo’s lips trembled. I feel that you are not old, right?

This is obviously eating alone, it’s too much.

Although he adheres to the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young, this is really too much. Jane Luo is unwilling to tell the old man the truth.

Jian Qing was lying on the sofa, quietly watching the old man and Jian Luo bickering. A smile mark appeared on the corner of his rosy lips, and his eyes looked out the window, as if he could see the capital of the other end of China through the blue sky.

Haha, the capital!

...

The summer in the capital seems to come particularly quickly. After a heavy rain, the hot and sultry sunshine makes people feel irritated.

People come and go in the airport, and separation and reunion are staged here every day. Tears and laughter coexist. With the sweet sounds coming from the radio, planes began to take off, and on the contrary, planes gradually landed.

As she got off the plane and came out of the airport, the breath of a foreign country rushed towards her. Her oversized sunglasses covered most of Jian Qing's beautiful face, making people unable to see her appearance. She had a black shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, casual and neat, but her casual wear could not block her dignity in every move.

He didn't hold the suitcase in his hand, and only had a black backpack on his body. As early as yesterday, Mr. Jian had already sent someone to prepare the suitcases here, so Jian Qing just put in light clothes, took a backpack and got on the plane.

After taking out his cell phone and sending a message to Mr. Jian to report his safety, Jian Qing took out a baseball cap from his backpack and buckled it on his head casually. Then he called a taxi outside the airport.

There are countless people at the airport every day. Even in the middle of the night, there are still many taxis, not to mention that during the day, it is easy to get on a taxi in a few minutes.

"Shijin Haoting!" Jian Qing reported out of his destination, then turned to look out the window.

The driver looked at the woman behind the car curiously. The people living in Shijin Haoting were all powerful people in the capital. What did this little girl do there?

Based on professional ethics, the driver did not delay much and quickly started the car.

The car was speeding on the road, and the speed was not slow. Seeing the scenery passing outside the car window, Jian Qing had no intention of enjoying this different scenery, narrowing his eyes slightly to rest.

Since leaving seventeen years ago, she has never set foot on the land of the capital.

Seventeen years later, the capital city still makes her unable to like it!

When she opened her eyes again, through the car window, luxurious and exquisite villa areas gradually came into view, surrounded by flowers and trees, and even the air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

It seems that the place where her grandfather arranged for her to live was good, at least it was quite in line with her wishes.

In a daze, the car stopped as well. Jian Qing took out a few notes from her bag and handed them to the driver, "Thank you!"

The driver took the money and found that it was too much. When he was about to call the woman, he found that she had gotten out of the car and walked away. He looked down at Grandpa Mao in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, those who can live here are either rich or noble, and I believe they won’t care about this little money.

Just treat it as your own tip.

Thinking of this, the driver drove away with joy.

With the information I had read before, Jian Qing quickly found his house. There was a distance between every villa around him. He almost never met anyone along the way, but this happened to be so happy that he was quiet.

Looking at the password lock at the door, without thinking, Jian Qing directly pressed a few keys, and the door opened with a "beep".

Sure enough, it's still her birthday password!

After opening the door, Jian Qing did not go in immediately. He had a little old problem. A gleam flowed in his eyes, and his round fingertips were tampering on the password lock. The rapid speed was dazzling.

After a while, Jian Qing took his hand leisurely, walked in with her backpack, and closed the door.

Jian Qing just took a random look at the decorations in the house, and then went straight upstairs.

After taking a plane for a day, she wanted to make up for her sleep.

After taking a shower, Jian Qing didn't blow his hair, and threw himself into the bed, pulled the quilt and wanted to go to bed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar ringtone rang. Jian Qing half-squinted her eyes, groped on the bed, picked up her phone, and connected without looking at it, "Well... it's here."
Chapter completed!