The old man looked at the child in front of him carefully up and down, and couldn't help but smile gently: "It's so similar."

"It's like your father is carved out in the same mold."

Ling Jue complained: "Young Master, I will act like it really is."

Even though I have complained in my heart, I still need to fight for the important things: "I wonder how the old man can see that I look like my father?"

You don’t know what my real father looks like?

The old man didn't mind the attitude of the young man, and a faint mist surged from Ling Jue's eyes.

He still talked to himself: "Not only looks like him, but his temper is almost exactly the same as him."

Ling Jue stopped talking.

He knew that he would never attempt to awaken someone who was immersed in his own world.

Pussed his lips and listened to the old man talking to himself.

"Grandpa has tested your roots and bone qualifications while you were dizzy, and it is half a moment better than your father back then."

"I said, "Master, can we stop playing the puzzle?"

Ling Jue became more and more excited when he heard him speak, and he really couldn't continue listening. "You sent someone to catch me from the wedding to tell me these inexplicable things?"

"If you have nothing to do, I will go home and take my wife with me."

The young man stood up and walked out as he spoke.

But when he raised his foot, he realized that his body suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing against it, and he couldn't even move his finger.

"You kid, you don't believe it if you say you are like your father."

The old man slowly withdrew the pressure on the young man and took the opportunity to sit back on the chair, "You are really the same as that boy."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Seeing that Ling Jue was really out of patience, the old man quickly laughed happily, "Grandpa, let's talk about your relationship with me and the Nan family?"

"I will introduce it to you first."

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at himself, "I, Nan Mingxin, the bright Ming, if there is too much gold, I am your grandfather, your legitimate relative of the grandfather."

"Currently, he is the head of the Nan family and is also the top leader of the Nan family."

"You, Nanmo, are the biological son of my only legitimate son, Nan Xiuying. In other words, you are the only legitimate grandson of my Nan family."

"Take you back to train you to take over as the head of the Nan family."

Ling Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him with vigilance: "My master, I will not change my name, and I will not change my surname. My surname is Ling Jue, so don't change my name."

"Also, I have lived for twenty-one years and I never believe that the fillings will fall from the sky."

"What's more, I opened my eyes before, and I saw many descendants in your family."

As he said that, he looked at the old man in front of him, an expression that he was not stupid, don’t lie to me.

Nan Mingxin was amused by his expression and couldn't help but praise: "Yes, the observation was very good."

"But what Grandpa wants to tell you is that they are all my concubines and grandsons, and their status is incomparable to you and your father."

Ling Jue: "..." This family has these messy relationships.

Then he would be even more reluctant to stay.

His little Anan said that if he dared to carry her on his back, she would cut off his third leg.

Thinking of this, Ling Jue couldn't help but shivered and looked at the old man in front of him vigilantly.

"Old man, tell me, what's your idea?"

Ling Jue did not retreat because of his words, "You Nan family must have many people who want to be the head of the family. Why do you have to catch me back?"

"Not to mention whether I, a boy who grew up in the country, can do this position."

"That's the sarcastic guys I saw today, which one is better to meet?"
Chapter completed!