Jiang Xia, who was wandering around Nangong's house, didn't know everything that happened in the yard. The huge yard was like an iron bucket, without any gaps.

Jiang Xia walked through the road from the mansion to the city of Hsinchu once two years ago. Every morning at 7:80 a.m., a convoy passes by. There are 3 cars, a Mercedes-Benz G in the front and a car in the middle.

Maybach, and at the end is a Buick Business.

Needless to say, it was Nangong Ming's team that had such a grand scene. Jiang Xia secretly laughed in her heart, thinking how afraid of death this uncle was that he was followed by a group of scoundrels in the last shift.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are bad guys. After several days of investigation, it has been found that these guys' private lives are extremely corrupt, and some even show signs of taking drugs. There are not a few who go to the city to pick up girls when they have nothing to do.

It's no wonder that for the Nangong family, the days of peace have been too long. Although there are a lot of bodyguards, the combat effectiveness of Team 5, who has not been beaten for a long time, is naturally getting lower and lower.

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For Jiang Xia, it is not difficult to catch a lonely tongue. No, there is a guy who looks very sexy with a stroke of his hair all day long. He hooks up with a middle-aged maid at home, and the two of them

From time to time, I secretly go up the mountain to find a secluded place to perform a live erotica.

The "battle" had just ended that day. While getting dressed, the maid complained: "I wonder if you ate too much wild food outside and it only took less than ten minutes to finish?"

As the saying goes, 30 are like wolves and 40 are like tigers. The maid looked like a wolf and a tiger in age, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with the performance of the middle-parted head.

"You're talking nonsense, it's better than your husband, right? Is it possible that you want to find another one?"

The maid snorted and turned around to leave.

Parting her head in the middle, she tidied up her clothes, then sat on the grass and smoked.

His ears hurt, as if he had been stung by something. He turned around and saw Jiang Xia's weird smile, and then he was hit on the back of the head and fainted.

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In the basement where Nangong Bingyan lived, Jin Youzhen told her exactly what happened when she met Jiang Xia on the mountain.

"Then...is that really Xia'er?"

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"Yes, miss! Your Xia'er is now a handsome young man..."

"My Xia'er...my Xia'er...Youzhen, take me to see him...take me to see him quickly..."

Jin Youzhen's voice was filled with tears: "Miss... you have forgotten what I just told you. I don't know where he is now, but I dare to say that he will never go back. It can be seen that he is very stubborn.

Those people will definitely break into Nangong’s house. If the old man is angry, his life will be in danger..."

Nangong Bingyan was stunned, then tears burst into her eyes, and she suddenly knelt down in front of Jin Youzhen, "Youzhen, go quickly, go out and persuade him, let him go back to Xia Kingdom, never come to Silla Kingdom again, I don't want to see him

He is dead, as long as he lives, that old man is ruthless, he will really kill him if he breaks in..."

"Miss...Jiang Xia won't listen, and I can't find him now...Miss, just be gentle with me, maybe you can save Jiang Xia's life..."

Nangong Bingyan stopped crying, her eyes were dull, and she murmured: "Okay... I surrender, I will kowtow to him, as long as he can let my Xia'er go..."

Half an hour later, Nangong Juguang was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the main room. He had long gray hair and was wearing an old-fashioned silk Tang suit. He looked like someone who had traveled through time.

Sitting next to her was a pretty woman who looked to be in her twenties. It was unclear which woman this was.

Although he was over 90 years old, the old man was still in good spirits. He picked up the purple clay pot on the table and took a sip of tea before looking at his granddaughter who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time.

"Bingyan, what are you doing? I've been stubborn for more than 30 years, and it's really hard for me to suddenly do this to my grandpa..."

Nangong Bingyan did not raise her head, still lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, please let me go, let my son go..."

"Where did you start talking about this? Back then, I missed our old relationship and didn't touch your two children. I just didn't want the Nangong family to be criticized for a woman who didn't behave like a woman. That's why I asked Deng Baozhu to invite you back. Originally, I didn't want you to come back.

I didn't intend to touch that stupid boy Jiang Dahai. Later, he was looking for death and came to my Nangong house to rob someone, so I asked Deng Baozhu to kill him... What? Now your son is here again? "

Nangong Bingyan still didn't raise his head, his forehead kept touching the floor.

"In total, he is over 30 years old, right? He is just as ignorant as me! Do you really think that anyone can enter my Nangong family?"

"Grandpa, it's all my fault these years. As long as you let Xia'er go, I can do whatever I want! If he wants to break into Nangong's house, please order the bodyguards not to hurt him. I will convince him to go back.

I won’t cause any trouble for you, okay grandpa..."

Nangong Juguang laughed loudly, like a bell, "Haha... Bingyan, Bingyan, in fact, you have always surprised me these years. You look weak, but you are actually very strong inside. If you were a man, you might be better than

Nangong Ming wants to be strong, I know you have been willing to live all these years just because you still miss your children... But they don't understand your painstaking efforts! I am very curious, who leaked the information about

Regarding your news, I am afraid that not many people in this Silla country have thought that you are still alive. I am very curious. If your son comes, I really have to ask him..."

There was a sudden noise outside the door.
Chapter completed!