Chapter 11

"Well, I missed it." Lin Jian opened her eyes and lied. After all, the truth can't be told.

"Well, it seems that my eldest grandson doesn't have this blessing." Yan zongchen is full of loss, and Lin Jian feels more and more sorry to hear it.

No, it's not her fault. If you blame this grandson for tracking her for Mao, if you change her, she will definitely speed and drag the car, a beautiful tail flick to stop, and then get out of the car to introduce herself. As a result, the child didn't fart. Who knows what he did??

"Then I won't disturb martial uncle's rest. When will martial uncle settle down and contact martial nephew again? Martial nephew will pick up the wind and wash the dust for martial uncle."

After hanging up the phone, Yan zongchen sighed silently. His grandson's luck was so bad that he could even miss the way to the Lin family. I really want to hang up this unreliable thing and beat it a hundred times. You know, these old guys are so anxious to see little martial uncle!!

Moreover, only little martial uncle can solve the death curse in the world. If this bastard doesn't show his face in front of little martial uncle and give him more money according to his temper!!

Yes, little martial uncle has more money than them, but he has a strange temper. He only pays attention to one eye when receiving people and things. He dotes on what he can see. He won't see the second eye if he can't see it. No, he has to think of another way to let his eldest grandson hang around in front of little martial uncle. Yan Jingchen must be in the eyes of little martial uncle!!

Master Yan clenches his fist to cheer himself up. If his grandson doesn't cheer up, only the master will go! Rise up!!

However, master Yan didn't know that his little martial uncle had seen his great grandson at the moment.

At this time, Lin Jian sat on the bed frowning and tangled. She clearly remembered that she drove and let the boy see her face. Then she thought about the dead breath on the child's face. Lin Jian had no choice but to get up, push open the French window and stand on the balcony.

"Trouble!" it seems that we can't do without action. As an elder, we can't lose face like this. After all, we may meet in the future.

With a loud whistle, a dark shadow fell from the towering poplar trees nearby. The shadow became larger and larger as it flew closer. A snow-white carving owl more than half a meter high spread its wings and fell on her arm, with big round eyes like cats.

"Darling, go find the place of that car and the one that follows me."

"Ga!"

The snow-white carving owl sprang up with open wings, and its long ears swayed in the wind.

After a while, the eagle owl landed on the windowsill of a villa and looked at the cameras around him.

In the simple black-and-white bedroom, only a dark bedside lamp is left. The handsome man's forehead is wrapped in gauze, lying quietly on the bed, his dark eyes staring at the roof, which is almost no light.

The slight sound outside the window made him frown and glance. Cold white fingertips touched the dark Nighthawk saber in the drawer and quietly hid it under the quilt and close to his chest.

Over the years, he has developed the habit of vigilance. The knife has been stained with blood, just like tonight.

Close your eyes and think coldly. The window is quietly opened. A shadow comes in and stands in front of the bed.

Yan Jingchen was wary of narrowing a gap. When he saw the face, he was stunned, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Is that her?

Then he heard a murmur: "your grandfather calls me little martial uncle. According to the generation, you have to call me Taizu, but for your handsome sake, if you are forced to follow my good grandchildren, Taizu will be exempted. Just call me Gu Nai."

Yan Jingchen pretending to sleep:

That's why I climbed over the wall in the middle of the night???