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290 Don’t tell yingluo, your master is here?

Jiang yiran’s hand, which was holding the phone, paused. Ever since she found out that she wasn’t Yu zhenling’s biological daughter, Jiang yiran was afraid that her identity as the Jiang family’s young lady would be exposed one day.

Fortunately, with Yu zhenling and the Yu family around, this matter was never exposed.

She had lived like a Prince for so many years, and she really couldn’t accept that her biological mother was illiterate and a village woman.

She couldn’t imagine how the students around her would look at her when her identity was exposed.

In a place where Yu zhenling couldn’t see, Jiang yiran’s nails almost pierced her palm.

Her eyelashes drooped, and her expression was very dark, but her voice was as gentle as ever. mom, President Yan’s class is very rare ...

then you can go with your uncle. I’ll talk to your grandfather. Hearing this, Yu zhenling heaved a sigh of relief. Her voice beca even gentler.”Don’t worry, your grandfather won’t bla you.”

**

At 5 pm.

The car that master Jiang had sent to pick up yang Hua had already arrived in t city.

In the car, the driver saw that there was a road blocked in front of the city center. He could not help but comfort the two people in the back seat. His tone was very respectful. Mrs. Yang, there’s a traffic jam up ahead. Don’t worry.

In the back seat, Yang Hua was a little unaccustod to this car. She couldn’t help but brush her hair. okay.

Beside her, ng Xun pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and continued to read the book in her hand.

Due to the traffic jam, the car was delayed until 5:30 before it slowly reached the Jiang family’s Gate.

The Jiang family’s Gate was still as glorious and Noble as ever.

At this door, Yang Hua seed a little reserved, but ng Xun only reached out to close the book in her hand and looked up at the door, not showing any restraint.

The driver looked away and quickly opened the door.

Inside the room, the old master had already received the news and welcod her at the door. Madam yang, you’re here. This must be ah Xun, co in quickly.

He held a walking stick in his hand and his face was red.

He was especially kind to ng Xun.

The old man didn’t miss a single minute of ng Fu’s show, so he naturally knew about ng Xun, who had half a wall of awards. ng Fu’s Weibo page was still filled with screenshots of the awards.

The old master knew that ng Fu was very good to this cousin of his, so naturally, he was also very good to ng Xun.

“Thank you,” she said. Yang Hua followed old master Jiang in. Even though old master Jiang was enthusiastic, she still appeared very reserved.

She was wearing a thin black cotton-padded jacket that she had made herself. There was no brand and the fabric was a little rough, but the style looked very good.

It was only when she saw ng Fu lying on the sofa that Yang Hua’s restraint dissipated and she started to chat with the old master.

Master Jiang had only seen yang Hua in the thousand people village before, but at that ti, yang Hua was quite cold. She only fed the Ducks and didn’t speak. Later, they were invited by the village chief.

After chatting with Yang Hua for a while today, he was surprised to find that no matter what he said, Yang Hua would be able to chat with him.

When he was checking the ng family’s information, old master Jiang naturally found out that only Yang Hua and ng Xun were left in the ng family. Yang Hua was a village woman from the ten thousand people village, so her information wasn’t particularly rare.

“Sister.” ng Xun took a book and sat beside ng Fu.

ng Fu glanced at it and saw that it was a book on the origin of mathematics. She looked at ng Xun and stood up without a change in expression. co with .

Downstairs, master Jiang and yang Hua were still chatting.

Upstairs.

In ng Fu’s room, ng Xun put down her book and looked at ng Fu worriedly. Noticing that her complexion was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief.”How many incense sticks have you made recently?”

“It’s alright.” ng Fu leaned on the table.

ng Fu had his own thoughts, so ng Xun didn’t ask much. She rembered the question ng Fu had sent her. you’re going to school? ”

ng Fu didn’t say anything and just nodded.

ng Xun,... You’re taking the college entrance exam next year?”

“Otherwise?” ng Fu glanced at her. She had taken the college entrance examination for her fans to see.

ng Xun broke down a little. In her mory, ng Fu would never take the college entrance examination.”.. I have to think of a way to maintain my second place.”

yeah. ng Fu held his phone and rembered sothing. Speaking of which, I found a master.

“Master?” ng Xun raised her head.

ng Fu tapped on his phone and laughed,”from the art Association, he ...” He’s a good person, and he has a senior brother who’s even better.”

As she spoke, her phone rang.

It was president Yan.

“You’re coming to listen to a class tonight?” President Yan sat in front of the computer. take your senior brother’s things along the way.

“Listen to the class?” ng Fu stood up straight. what class? ”

President Yan was very patient with ng Fu. “I’m going to talk about two points in the art Association’s class. It starts at eight.”

teacher, my mom ca over today, and my Grandpa is here too. ng Fu looked downstairs. the situation is a little complicated, so I can’t go to your class. How about this? I’ll go to your office and wait for you after I’m done eating, okay? ”

On the other end of the phone, President Yan stood up.

He qianyuan was the only one who knew that he had accepted ng Fu as his disciple.

If it was in the past, she would definitely co when he asked her to. ng Fu was much more obedient than he qianyuan.

When he heard ng Fu’s words, President Yan narrowed his eyes and said slowly, “”Where’s your house?”

ng Fu was stunned. She stood up straight and straightened her expression. teacher, this is against the rules.

...

ng Fu knew that master Jiang had always been worried about her. He had once asked Jiang Quan to let her beco Yu Yong’s disciple.

But Yu Yong didn’t agree.

In the morning at the airport, ng Fu had planned to find ti to bring master Jiang to visit President Yan.

She didn’t expect President Yan to co to her.

there’s nothing against the rules. He’s your grandfather. By right, he’s one generation older than . For the first ti, President Yan felt that he was not that presentable. I will arrange my classes for my assistant. I will make up for two more hours tomorrow. I promised you not to hold an apprenticeship banquet for the ti being.

After President Yan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

ng Fu wasn’t sure if he was angry, so he opened WeChat and told su Cheng about it.

[ what should we do? ]

[ su Cheng: bring Grandpa to et President Yan. ]

ah, ” ng Fu replied. He looked at his phone, not knowing what to say.

Old master Jiang’s broken heart.

...

“Sister?” ng Xun, who was reading, turned around.

it’s nothing. ng Fu raised her hand at ng Xun. you can Continue reading. I’ll go down with grandfather to pick soone up.

ng Fu opened the door and left the room for ng Xun to read, before she went downstairs.

Downstairs, master Jiang and Yang Hua were having a good conversation.

ng Fu raised his hand. Grandpa, are you coming with to pick soone up? ”

Master Jiang was taken aback and imdiately stood up. “Who is it?”

“My teacher.” ng Fu lowered his head and sent a WeChat ssage to President Yan.

Old master Jiang thought that it must be a teacher from ng Fu’s school. He had wanted to invite ng Fu’s form teacher anyway. When ng Fu said that, he straightened his face. let’s go.

Half an hour later.

At the back door of the art Association.

Master Jiang turned around and looked at ng Fu. “Don’t tell ... Your master is here?”

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