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After watching the car leave, several people looked at the old man who was still standing there.

Zhang Anfeng took two steps forward and said, "Dad, shall I take you back?"

"No, Zhang Ye will drive over right away." Zhang Nachuan waved his hand, "It's getting late, so you all should go back quickly."

Seeing that the old man had no other instructions, Lin Yi quickly looked at her younger son with concern, "Xiaozhou, how are you? Does your arm still hurt?"

"Hiss, it's better than before." Zhang Lingzhou moved his arms carefully, and couldn't help but complain in a low voice with a wrinkled face, "This Jiang Lingxi, looking at her thin arms and legs, I didn't expect her hands to be so strong!"

Zhang Nachuan hadn't left yet. When he heard the sound, he turned around and looked at the mother and son with a frown, "Is Miss Jiang's name something you, a brat, can call you?"

Whenever Zhang Lingzhou hears the old man's voice now, he can't control his skin tightening.

Otherwise, that Jiang Lingxi is probably not even older than him. Is it possible that she still calls her aunt?

Lin Yi, who originally wanted to complain, quickly changed her words: "You too, why are you provoking Miss Jiang for nothing?"

Zhang Lingzhou was slapped on the back by his mother again: "..."

Every mistake is his fault!

God knows that he originally just wanted to invite someone to have a glass of wine and some late-night snacks!
Of course, if the atmosphere is right, you and I are willing to spend a wonderful night together.

But the fact is that he was blocked in person!

He has yet to express his grievance.

Thinking that his own sister hadn't made a sound yet, he turned his head and cast a comforting look.

Zhang Lingxuan: "You deserve it!"

She is in a bad mood now, and she feels particularly displeased with this younger brother.

Why should a man with such a moral character who can't walk in the right way when he sees a good-looking person be valued more by his father?
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, my daughter is very sleepy. Yisheng and I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so we'll go back first."

When he said this, Zhang Lingxuan looked at his grandfather expectantly.

This place is a bit far away from where she and Yi Sheng live, but it is much closer to the museum. Will grandpa let them stay nearby for one night?
Anyway, Xu Ling'an had already left by car, and the already arranged residence was empty.

Zhang Nachuan met the eldest granddaughter's eyes and nodded lightly, "Go, be careful on the road."

Zhang Lingxuan took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I understand, grandpa."

Zhang Ye drove over and noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere at the door as soon as he got off the car.

He stepped forward and called everyone one by one, "Uncle, Uncle Feng, Aunt Lin, Xiaozhou."

Zhang Anfeng gave him a cold look.

Since this kid came into the eyes of the old man in the past two years, he now seems to be a close confidant.

He was sure that Zhang Ye was busy doing the paternity test between the old man and his cheap niece.

Damn it, she didn't reveal any information to him, and caught him off guard.

He almost revealed that he secretly had an illegitimate child!
Zhang Ye suddenly broke into a layer of sweat on his forehead when he saw it.

He knew this was the result.

The older the old man gets, the more willful he becomes, and his temper becomes stronger day by day. The younger people around him are also willing to obey, for fear of upsetting the old man, but he does seem to be filial and obedient.

But who doesn't have a little thought of their own these days.

He has watched with cold eyes in the past few years. In the past few years, Uncle Feng's son was almost half sincere and filial to the old man. Now, he has seen that the old man is becoming more and more difficult to serve, and he still firmly controls the property in his hands and does not want to do anything about it. In terms of distributing it to future generations, this filial piety is estimated to be only three points.

Now that the old man has another granddaughter, to Uncle Feng, it is equivalent to adding another family property contender, and even the old man will compensate his granddaughter a lot because of guilt, this... no wonder Uncle Feng's family is happy!
But this is not something he can interfere with.

Besides, it was because of the old man's appreciation that he was able to sit in this position now.Between the old man and Uncle Feng, even if Uncle Feng will be his boss in the future, he still prefers the old man in his heart.

As a human being, you have to repay kindness, right?
However, now that the old man has retrieved his granddaughter, it is really uncertain who will be the final destination of the Nachuan Private Painting and Calligraphy Museum in a hundred years.After thinking this through, Zhang Ye calmed down a lot when he faced Zhang Anfeng's cold stare.

Even after helping the old man get into the car, he turned around and nodded to the couple who were looking over and said goodbye before returning to the cab.

Zhang Anfeng held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help but snorted coldly, "This Zhang Ye is really a good dog for the old man to keep!"

Lin Yi glanced at her husband and complained: "I don't know, I thought Zhang Ye was the old man's biological son. I am so close to a distant relative who is beyond my reach, but I don't think I am so kind to you, my biological son." .”

This is undoubtedly pouring another spoonful of oil on Zhang Anfeng's already angry forehead.

"Okay, stop barging at the door and go back to the box."

He must not let this situation develop in the direction he least expected.

The old man is currently very passionate about his granddaughter, but it doesn't matter. We will consider this in the long term.

How could he not be able to deal with a little girl?

Lin Yi was about to follow her husband when she caught sight of her youngest son who was about to run away from the corner of her eye, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Lingzhou paused and said, "Mom, Dad, I won't bother you, son. I'll just go back by myself."

"Where to go? Your bachelor apartment or the bar owned by your gang of friends?"

Zhang Lingzhou: "..."

Can my own mother not be so perceptive!
He was blocked, beaten, and scolded again today, and now he is very depressed, and he is really planning to go to the bar to have a glass of wine to calm down.

But the answer was impossible to answer so honestly, "I flew and took a car today, and I just entertained my little cousin who I just found. I still have the energy to go clubbing. I must go back to the apartment."

Lin Yi then remembered that her son had a full schedule for the day, and that he had come back so specially that he still couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, "Go back and rest early."

The fact is that none of Mr. Zhang's family, who were divided into three groups and returned to their residences, could sleep well.

When I closed my eyes, all that came to my mind was the old man's heartfelt love for Xu Ling'an at the dinner table. In comparison, they all turned into unwanted weeds on the roadside.

Then think about the title deed of the house under the old man's name, the private museum, the calligraphy and paintings of famous artists collected in his life, and the large dowry left by the old lady who came from a family with hundreds of years...

There are so many things in front of you that you cannot touch, and they may even slip away right under your nose. How can you sleep?
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After sending grandma and Brother Xiaolei home first, Xu Ling'an followed Jiang Lingxi back to the crew hotel.

It was past ten o'clock when we arrived at the hotel.

Xu Ling'an took out her phone in the elevator and checked the time, and saw that her grandfather had sent her a message as early as a quarter of an hour ago.

[Grandpa has arrived home. Where is An An? 】

[Grandpa is also here, in the hotel elevator. 】

[Okay, okay, don’t you have to film tomorrow? Remember to go to bed early and don’t play with your phone too late.By the way, grandpa has sent you a few photos of the newly decorated room. Take a look at it first. If you don’t like anything, just tell grandpa directly so that he can rearrange it. 】

Xu Ling'an just clicked on the first picture sent under this message, and the elevator door opened.

Jiang Lingxi turned her head to look at the little girl who was seriously looking at her phone with her head down, and stretched out her hand to push her back, "Get out of the elevator before playing with your phone."

Xu Ling'an pursed her lips in embarrassment, put down her phone and got out of the elevator first. She walked in the corridor and said softly: "Sister, my grandpa just sent me some photos of the decorated room."

The two met and finished reading a few photos, Jiang Lingxi nodded, "The old man has good taste."

What she said was not a compliment, it was even a bit conservative.

If I read it correctly, the rosewood carved makeup bundle placed on the dressing table in the corner of the picture just now seems to be an antique that is over 500 years old.

Not surprisingly, there should be some jewelry or something inside.To be able to be put into such an antique gift box, even if it is not an antique, I would be embarrassed to be put in it!
Not to mention the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall opposite the bed, all of which were handwritten by the old man. She had checked before that such a painting could be auctioned for millions or even tens of millions if placed outside. The key is Many people hold large sums of money in their hands and cannot ask for anything, and now they act as if they are giving away money for nothing.

The old man is really willing to give up!
However, if Boss Zhang's family saw this picture, they would be bloody jealous!