"Zixuan, will your grandfather take you to a party tomorrow?" Old Man Zhang smiled at her with a pleasant face.

Fang Zixuan subconsciously wanted to frown, although she never rebelled against the wishes of her elders, but during this time, she was dragged by Zhang Yun to participate in various parties all day long, just like Zhang Yun's expensive jewelry, which she took around to show off, and the kind of party that walked around hypocritically greeting without nutrition was an out-and-out waste of time for her.

"This party is different from the one your mother took you to, it was a few old friends of my grandfather." Although Old Man Zhang didn't see any emotion on her face, he still explained softly, and the smile on his face was almost flattering.

Probably old and lonely, he didn't care much about his children and grandchildren when he was young, but in his twilight years, he had a heartfelt pity for this smart granddaughter who had been lacking the love of his relatives and was even ignored by his parents when he was sick, he has always valued girls more than boys, and he is also full of guilt for Zhang Yun's daughter, and now he seems to project his regret for his daughter onto his granddaughter, as for Fang Zipeng, the boy, he is cringe every time he sees him, it's strange that he can like it.

"Okay." Although she may not be reluctant, Fang Zixuan still nodded and agreed, she almost did not disobey her elders, not to mention that she also saw that Old Man Zhang was kind to her, even if she might not be able to accept this old man sincerely, she would try not to disobey his will.

The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the most important thing in the treatment plan given by the psychiatrist was to cultivate Fang Zixuan's interests and hobbies as much as possible, so that she felt that life was full of excitement and fun, and tried to let her communicate with strangers as much as possible.

Old Man Zhang is the person who cares about her the most, except for him, almost no one knows what she likes and what books she is reading, but even if she observes it in such detail, it is difficult to find her preferences, but he has seen more than one law book in her room, so he boldly guesses that this is what she is most interested in at the moment.

Coincidentally, one of his old friends is a leading figure in the domestic legal circles, and he did not hesitate to pull down his old face for the sake of his most distressed granddaughter, begging this old friend to come to J City.

Zhao Wenpu, an old friend of Mr. Zhang, is a legendary figure, although he is not as well-known as politicians and businessmen or scientists, but his influence in China is not inferior to theirs, he has influenced the formulation of almost every national law, and his disciples are not only in the academic circles, but also all over the public security and law departments.

Zhao Wenpu and Mr. Fang still have some origins, when he was young, he was a classmate of Mr. Fang in Nanyang, but because he was imprisoned by the British colonial authorities in Nanyang that year, he returned to the motherland to join the revolution after he came out, and was sent abroad to study by the government, and after returning to China, he took up the whip, and soon became involved in the political movement, his family was scattered, and after hardships, he was reinstated until 30 years ago, and he was involved in a political turmoil more than ten years ago, and was deposed again, ups and downs, his life can be called a big drama.

Fang Zixuan, as a student of law, was like thunder about Zhao Wenpu's name in her previous life, most of her teachers were almost all students of Zhao Wenpu, and some were even students of his students, why can't you compare to Zhao Wenpu, a weak scholar?

"Mr. Zhao, hello!" Before waiting for Old Man Zhang's introduction, Fang Zixuan took the first step, still looking light, but her eyes showed undisguised respect and admiration.

Old Man Zhao was stunned, he often saw such eyes in the eyes of his juniors, which was not surprising, but the little girl in front of him was only sixteen or seventeen years old, not his student, and he was an old man engaged in legal research and not a film and television singer, which was really a little inexplicable.

"Brother Wen Pu, this is my granddaughter Fang Zixuan," Old Man Zhang smiled helplessly, "This little girl has no other interests, she just likes to read your books." ”

"My book?" Old Man Zhao looked puzzled, "Your granddaughter hasn't gone to college yet, right?" How do you read that kind of book? ”

Mr. Zhao is the top spot in the domestic legal circles, and his works are needless to say, but they are all difficult professional books, and they can't be read without a certain foundation, and many college graduates who have studied law for four years may not have read his books, how can a girl who has not received basic legal education read that kind of book?

His question is also what Mr. Zhang has always wanted to know, it is normal for girls of this age to have more interests and hobbies, but most of them are literature and art, how can there be girls in the flower season who are interested in boring law? That kind of theoretical and professional book, even if he wants to doze off when he reads it, she can read it.

Fang Zixuan rarely showed a shallow smile, "It's a matter of interest." ”

Her words could not be more true, and in her world everything is about reason and logic, and law not only satisfies this, but also brings her endless speculative pleasure.

"This little girl's interest is really special," Old Man Zhao laughed, "At my age, I can't sit down and read?" ”

"You think everyone is as restless as you are?" Old Man Zhou also smiled.

"I've been restless all my life, and I have to settle down when I'm old." Mr. Zhao patted the armrest of the wheelchair, a small stroke a few years ago made him unable to walk, and instead of getting better in recent years, he was seriously in need of a wheelchair.

"You're just thinking too much, just let it pass some things, go out and relax, get together with a few of our old guys, and look at these little guys, isn't it interesting?" When Old Man Zhou saw the fleeting gloom on his face, he knew that he remembered the past again, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"But no, my old bones don't have a few years to live, haluha, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow." Old Man Zhao cheered himself up, as if he was interested again, and had the heart to test if Fang Zixuan was talking big just now, "What books did the little girl read about me?" ”

Fang Zixuan paused slightly, and then memorized Zhao Wenpu's book and the time of publication at a glance, not only Zhao Wenpu, but even the old man Zhou who was present was dumbfounded.

"Lao Zhao, this little girl is really your book lover." Old Man Zhou laughed loudly.