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You've seen it before?

There was another seat beside her, which was probably for Grandma.

It was not Fu Wanjiao's first time here, upon seeing a few famous girls that she was familiar with, she immediately followed, feeling awkward standing by herself.

"Hurry up and come over." Seeing that Ning Jin was still there, the Old Lady Fu called out, and immediately sat down.

When she sat down, she realized that the seat across from her was also empty, but the following seats were all full: "Little Jin, today is the first time we've met, right?" The old man grabbed Ning Jin's hand and held it close to his palm. The old man's kind smile made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"However, child, I feel happy just by looking at you. I feel that we are on good terms with each other. Look, the clothes we wear are all of a similar color."

The Old Lady Fu seemed to be very satisfied with the current situation. His eyes looked towards Fu Wanjiao, and in an instant, Fu Wanjiao stood up from her seat.

"Granny Rong, you're not even paying attention to me, I'm not listening." At this time, Fu Wanjiao no longer had her arrogance, and was just acting coquettishly like a junior. " Wan Jiao, you are getting prettier and prettier. "

"You only know how to laugh at me."

Old Lady Fu joked: "Why aren't you happy?"

Fu Wanjiao was truly a good person. From the start till now, the old man did not shift her gaze, but after half a hour, all the young women lowered their heads and looked outside, all because of the voice.

Even Fu Wanjiao stopped in her tracks.

Old Lady Fu opened his mouth: "Your darling granddaughter is back?"

The old man laughed. "That's right. This old woman has begged countless times before she was willing to come back to accompany me."

Old Mistress Fu asked, "I heard that your granddaughter started her own company outside and is still doing well."

"How could that be? It's just a child's play, so there's no need to take it to heart." Even so, there was a lot of pride on his face as he said, "Just a few days ago, you received a National Scholar's Award?"

"Then, congratulations."

Ning Jin sat at the side and listened to something without interrupting, but he was curious about the two of them speaking.

"It's here, it's here." The few famous women unknowingly blurted out, causing everyone to look over. She was a noble and elegant, cold and beautiful lady, the teardrops under her eyes added to her charm, her body was projected by the sunlight, she did not seem like a mortal.

Ning Jin felt that other than the beauty, there was also a sense of familiarity with his. However, it was simply impossible for her to have seen Granny Rong's granddaughter before, and in that instant, the woman's face was completely revealed.

No one present felt that they were inferior to anyone else by even a little. Other than Ning Jin, this was the second time.

But Ning Jin opened his eyes wide.

The first thing he did when he entered the door was to look in Ning Jin's direction. He smiled secretly, and became even more pleased when he saw Ning Jin's shocked expression.

"What are you doing, letting everyone wait for you?"

The Granny Rong's tone carried a hint of scolding, but her face was filled with affection. He Jia had always been the apple of her eye.

"Grandma, don't you know I'm busy?" He Jia replied directly, as though she was supposed to be late, "Alright, you busy yourself."

Although Ning Jin was startled, he did not immediately ask. This was the mutual understanding of a good friend that he had had for many years, and he knew that He Jia's identity was not simple, but he never expected it to be of such importance. From their conversation, Ning Jin knew that the two of them were of similar weights, and might even win by a bit.

He Jia walked forward, pulled open the highest row and sat down. The two of them were facing each other.

Ning Jin covered his face and winked, but He Jia just smiled and did not say a word.

"You've seen it before?"

Since He Jia acted like this, then there must be a reason. As expected, He Jia said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just that I saw that she looked pretty good just now, so I looked at her a few times."

Black lines slipped across Ning Jin's face. These perfect words from her mouth was always wrong.

The two old men were relieved, and even said with a warm heart, "I didn't know you in the past, but I can recognize you now. This is Grandma Fu's grandson wife, Hua Yong's wife."

After He Jia heard this, she greeted Old Lady Fu. In order to make it clear that the two of them were meeting for the first time, he immediately smiled and greeted, "Hello, my name is Ning Jin. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She spoke very sincerely.

The corner of He Jia's mouth twitched, "Me too."

Fu Wanjiao, who was being ignored, was slightly unhappy and interrupted: "Hello, I am Fu Wanjiao." ignored her. As her close friend, she had heard quite a few complaints from Ning Jin.

"Oh." A simple nasal voice ignored the hand in the air.

Standing at the very top, everyone's gaze was fixated on the scene, including the scene at hand. Undisguised laughter came from below, Fu Wanjiao's character had a sudden change, and her eyes were even a little moist.

"Xiao Jia, what's wrong with you?"

Granny Rong's face was currently filled with displeasure, but most of the time, she was feeling helpless, but He Jia was still the same.

Granny Rong could not keep her face straight and wanted to scold her. Fortunately, Old Mistress Fu spoke up, "Forget it, we're all young people, they have their ways of getting along with each other, so we old things need not bother."

With these steps, he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for his darling granddaughter, but he still casually said a few words, "It's all my fault. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Old Mistress Fu smiled, "Of course."

Granny Rong turned her head, grabbed Fu Wanjiao's hand and said apologetically: "Don't lower yourself to her level." As she spoke, she handed over a bunch of flowers on the table to her. Fu Wanjiao immediately smiled, but still replied with difficulty: "Granny Rong, forget it, it's not fair to the other sisters."

Ning Jin was confused, but he knew what the flower meant. Granny Rong retorted: "What is there to be fair and unfair, this is my own right, what do I have to be afraid of others saying it?"