****

"Yeah, currently in the United States."

"What profession?"

"this……"

Yang Zimei really couldn't explain what profession Long Zhutian was, so hesitated and couldn't say it.

"Don't you know what profession he is? Just have a good relationship with him? Niu Niu, you are not well-educated, so you can't just look at the surface of things!"

Jiang Guangzheng was anxious and couldn't help it, "You are the child of our Jiang family, a princess-level figure. Only a prince-like man can match you."

"ah?"

When Jiang Ziliang, who was standing beside him, heard this, he was always someone who would never blink even if he collapsed in front of him, so he couldn't help but scream.

Is the master a child of the Jiang family?

What does grandpa mean?

Just now, he saw that his grandfather was so kind to Yang Zimei, but he just thought that he stubbornly treated Yang Zimei as his future wife.

But I didn't expect that the situation was a little different.

Yes, he still called himself Grandpa Zeng in front of Yang Zimei.

Logically speaking, it should be called grandpa. Why is Grandpa Zeng, who is a generation younger than himself?

"Grandpa, why do you say it's the Chiang family's child?"

Jiang Ziliang couldn't help asking.

"Really, how long do you want to cheat me? Didn't you know that her grandmother got pregnant because she was with your father that day?"

Jiang Guangzheng blamed.

Jiang Ziliang widened his eyes in surprise, "No?"

"What's not? If not, how could you let her live in the house early? Isn't it because your father told you? You two fathers and sons lied to me for a long time."

Jiang Guangzheng was a little angry when he said it.

Hearing these words, Yang Zimei found that something was wrong again.

"Grandpa, I asked her to live here not because my father told me that she was related to our family, but because she was my master and had a ceremony of apprenticeship of three bows and nine bows. As a disciple, Is there anything wrong with the hosting master living at home?"

Jiang Ziliang was in a state of distress.

"What? Absurd!"

Jiang Guangzheng refused to accept this fact, "How could you, a man of a grand 17-foot-year-old man, recognize a teenage girl as your master? What other big lie do you want to tell a big lie to deceive your grandfather?"

"Grandpa, do you still remember Taoist Master Yuqing?"

Jiang Ziliang looked at Jiang Guangzhengdao.

"Of course I remember that he rescued you from the evil calamity and made you live like a human being. What's wrong? What's wrong with Taoist Master Guan Yuqing?"

Jiang Guangzheng asked in confusion.

"In the past, didn't you want me to recognize Taoist Master Yuqing as my master?"

"But he refused, he only wanted to recognize you as his disciple, so you should call him the ancestor."

"Um."

Jiang Ziliang nodded, "She is the apprentice of the ancestor, and I was assigned by the ancestor as her apprentice."

"What?"

Jiang Guangzheng shouted, "What a ridiculous thing is this? Why is this Taoist Master Yuqing so confused? You actually want to take revenge on me if you recognize a little girl as your master! It's too much, too much, I firmly disagree!"

"Grandpa, I do!"

Jiang Ziliang looked at Jiang Guangzheng and said seriously, "She will always be my master!"

"this……"

Looking at his grandson's stubborn eyes, Jiang Guangzheng's head was so big that it seemed as if several big thunderbolts were slashing on his head, making him unable to accept and digest the information in front of him.

The message that Yang Zimei is Jiang Ziliang’s master prevents him from collapsing.

The most disastrous thing was that his great-granddaughter, whom he took for granted, had no more, and this lovely great-grandson.

The destruction of hope is so shocking!
Chapter completed!