Ling Guodong only has one son, Ling Yuan, but he died in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and he has two sons and a daughter under his knees, namely Ling Haojiang, Ling Haonan, and Ling Weiwei, and the most favored of the children is Ling Weiwei.

According to the information, Ling Weiwei's whereabouts are still unknown, she feels ridiculous, especially when she looks at Old Man Ling, her cold gaze has her undisguised coldness.

Old Man Ling is over ninety years old but still in good spirits, and his gestures are indifferent, as if he has seen through everything in the world, fearless and fearless.

And when he saw Jian Junxi, he was stunned, his face was pale, his eyes were filled with incomprehensible emotions, and his shocked face didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"You all go out first, I have something to talk to him, and other things will be discussed in the afternoon!" As he spoke, he glanced at the assistant, and the assistant immediately said respectfully: "Please take a break in the side hall!" ”

"Good ......" and the group stood up, and couldn't help but glance at Jian Junxi a few more times, especially a few old people, maybe Jian Junxi didn't know what it meant to enter and leave the old man's study.

Without identity, people who are not extremely trusted by him are not allowed to enter, and the female dependents are also one of the forbidden groups, so they can let him bring in in personally, and even drive out his cronies.

It is enough to show that he looked at her differently, obviously, she herself felt that the old man seemed to have something to say, or something he wanted her to do?

"Sit", the old man took the lead in sitting down next to the sofa, Jian Junxi nodded and looked at the entire study, which was not too big, not half the size of her Shanhai study.

But no matter what kind of thing it is, it is very valuable, except for the books on the bookcase behind the desk, the table, the cabinet, is full of rare antiques, after sitting down on the sofa next to him, the old man picked up a cigarette and asked, "Do you smoke?" ”

Jian Junxi raised his eyebrows and replied lightly: "Thank you, don't smoke!" ”

"It's not good to smoke, it's not a good thing to get addicted to smoking......" After speaking, he took one out, picked up a lighter, squinted and lit it, and after taking a hard breath, he asked lightly: "When did you meet him?" ”

Jian Junxi had long known that he would inquire about him, so he lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "I ...... five years ago"

"Hmm......" The old man flicked the ashes of his cigarette and nodded, as if to see that she didn't want to talk about this person, and the assistant brought two cups of coffee.

He smiled and said: "Coffee, the people who come to me, the older ones generally drink tea, and the young people drink coffee, so they don't ask!" ”

"It's all the same, you have a heart!" Jian Junxi stood up and took the coffee, the aroma of the coffee made her look slightly stunned, but there was no trace of waves on her expressionless face.

"Taste it, they brought it back from abroad, and everyone who drank it said it was good......" The old man's sharp eyes never moved away from her face, and the smile at the corners of his lips was slightly treacherous.

The corners of Jian Junxi's lips pulled slightly, she didn't drink it, it was rude, it was distrustful, she didn't give him Nangong Runzhi's face, if she drank it, she would definitely bleed to death here within an hour!

The dilemma of choice, even if you know that there is a problem with this cup of coffee, you still have to make a choice, and it is really cunning, and a sneer flashes through the deep eyes.

It's similar to her style of doing things.,Don't like anyone and things beyond her control.,It seems that he's also a person with a strong desire to control.

Lowered his eyes, didn't hesitate any longer, pursed his lips and took a sip, and replied quietly: "Yes, very fragrant, very pure." ”

(End of chapter)