Sang Weimin looked serious and asked earnestly, "Xiao Li, your hair is so long...is it real hair?"

Hearing Sang Weimin's words, Sang Jueqian wanted to cover his face.

Xiao Li?

Is the hair real hair?

What on earth is her grandfather talking about?

Li Junyan looked calm and replied with a smile, "Grandpa, my hair is real."

"Ah!" Sang Weimin looked a little dazed. "Your hair is pretty good. Well, go change your clothes! Go ahead!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Jueqian hurriedly pulled Li Junyan upstairs.

Sang Weimin stood on the first floor with his hands behind his back, a very strange expression on his face.

"It looks good, but is it convenient to have long hair?"

Sang Weimin was muttering downstairs, and upstairs, Sang Jueqian was also pulling Li Junyan to discuss what to do.

"Lezhi, my grandfather will ask you what you do for a living, how will you answer?

He will definitely ask where you are from, your parents, brothers and sisters...”

Sang Jueqian felt a headache just thinking about it.

If you make up a lie, you will have to use countless lies to cover it up.

If I make up a story now, when the two families meet in the future, do I have to find someone to pretend to be Li Junyan’s family member?

Although it hasn't happened yet, just thinking about it makes Sang Jueqian feel it's outrageous.

Looking at Sang Jueqian who looked a little panicked, Li Junyan grabbed her hand.

"Qianqian!"

"Hmm?" Sang Jueqian looked at Li Junyan.

Li Junyan first smiled soothingly, then continued, "You don't have to think so much, just leave everything to me.

Grandpa was asking me, not you."

Sang Jueqian glared at Li Junyan unhappily, "What's the difference between asking you and asking me?"

They are one, so it doesn't matter who you ask.

"If grandpa really asks you later, what are you going to say?" Sang Jueqian asked again.

Li Junyan also became serious, "I have just thought about it. If grandpa asks, I will say that I did not grow up in China. My mother has passed away, and my father is abroad. I have several half-brothers, but our relationship is not particularly good.

I have a certain amount of business, covering various aspects. Even if I can't make you rich, I can at least make sure you have enough food and clothing.

Qianqian, what do you think of this?"

Sang Jueqian thought for a while before saying very pertinently, "You didn't lie."

It's all true, but not all facts.

As for how Sang Weimin will understand it after hearing it, that is Sang Weimin’s own business.

Sang Juejian couldn't think of a better explanation, so after thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's put it this way!"

When the time comes, we can only take it one step at a time.

Let’s get through this difficult time first, and we’ll talk about the future later!

Sang Jueqian rummaged through the clothes rack and found some traditional Chinese style autumn clothes suitable for both of them.

Longguo has entered autumn. Although it is not Mid-Autumn Festival yet, it is already a little bit cool.

It is no longer possible to wear thin gauze clothes in summer. Now it is suitable to wear clothes made of slightly thicker materials.

The fabric is slightly thicker, so the various dark patterns on it can be embroidered a little more clearly.

Both of them had waist-length hair, which was fixed in a bun with hairpins, with the rest of the hair hanging down behind them.

If it weren't for the styles of their clothes and the difference in their heights and body shapes, they would look like sisters when viewed from behind.

Sang Jueqian just took a quick look at the two figures in the mirror and hurriedly pulled Li Junyan downstairs.

"Let's go! Grandpa must be waiting anxiously!"

The two hurried downstairs, only to see Sang Weimin standing by the window, staring intently out the window.

Even though he knew that Sang Weimin couldn't see the Great Zhou, Sang Jueqian was still shocked when he saw this scene.

Sang Jueqian took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, we're done packing, let's go!"

Sang Weimin heard the voice and slowly turned his head to look over.

When he saw the two people's outfits clearly, Sang Weimin's eyebrows jumped sharply.

The two of them were dressed so formally, and when he walked beside them, he looked more like their butler than their grandfather!

Really...not sensible at all!

Sang Weimin glared at the two of them and said, "Okay, let's go!"

He said, walking right past the two of them and out the door.

Sang Jueqian felt confused when Sang Weimin glared at him.

Looking at Sang Weimin's back, Sang Jueqian felt even more puzzled. "Lezhi, why is Grandpa glaring at us? Did we make him wait too long?"

Li Junyan didn't quite understand either, and slowly shook his head, "I don't know, but let's go quickly and don't let Grandpa wait any longer."

"It's just our first meeting, and you call me grandpa quite easily." Sang Jueqian said, walked to the window, wrote a note and stuck it in the study.

Li Junyan watched Sang Jueqian's movements and asked curiously, "What is Qianqian sticking on?"

"Nothing much, just told Lin Qi that we're not going to do anything anymore, and asked him to leave a message."

Although the current situation in Tingzhou is not a disaster, it is still somewhat chaotic.

It's okay now, but it might be in trouble later.

What if Lin Qi had something to report, and he talked for a long time but got no response, he would probably be anxious.

Writing him a note can also prevent him from being too panicked when he can't find anyone.

"But the note is only a temporary solution, we still have to go and come back quickly." Sang Jueqian said again.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!