"Well, grandpa knows his health very well. He told Grandpa Chen that he might not make it to his birthday this year."
Grandpa’s birthday is next month.
Song Ci subconsciously rejected it, "Grandpa is not a doctor, how would he know? Maybe he just hasn't slept well recently, so he has wild thoughts."
"Cibao, my grandfather always speaks very accurately."
It's weird, but it's true.
When Han Zhan broke up with Du Xueyan, he thought he would never fall in love again, nor would he get married. But his grandfather said that he would meet a beautiful and considerate wife in the future, and he actually met Song Ci.
A few years ago, my grandfather visited an old friend and came back saying that his friend might not live for more than two weeks. As a result, the old man passed away within a few days.
Grandpa said many other things, and most of them came true.
The elderly know their own health best. They will tell you their physical condition directly, which means they know that they don’t have much time left.
"Cibao, grandpa is 89 years old." He is an elderly man.
Old people of this age always fall down as soon as they say they will.
Hearing Han Zhan say this, Song Ci couldn't find a way to refute it. She pressed her palms together and prayed sincerely, saying, "I hope Grandpa can hold on for a while longer, and hear the children call him Grandpa."
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci, and a hint of sweetness crept into his sad heart.
The next day, after lunch, friends and family said their goodbyes. A murder had occurred in a small county under his jurisdiction, and the victim's body was on its way to the General Administration. Yan Jiang had a new job and had to go to work in the afternoon.
Song Fei and Yan Jiang had dinner and then left.
Song Fei sent Yan Jiang to the Public Security Bureau and then drove home. When she got home, she turned on her computer and logged into a hidden website. In her friend list, she found one of her apprentices.
Unsure if his disciple was still using the website, Song Fei left him a message: [Little disciple, do you miss Master?]
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At the same time, the Jiang family.
After graduation, Jiang Bi joined the legal department of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical as an assistant, doing miscellaneous work every day.
That night, Jiang Bi came back from the company and was stopped by her father Jiang Weimin as soon as she entered the house.
"Bi'er, come and sit down."
Jiang Bi paused and turned to look at her father who was sitting on the European-style sofa.
Jiang Weimin, the chairman of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical, was a scholarly, elegant man. Next to him sat a beautiful woman in a blue dress. This was his second wife, Zhu Xiulan.
Before marrying Jiang Weimin, Zhu Xiulan was a single mother who had given birth out of wedlock. Not only was Zhu Xiulan beautiful, she was also well-educated and was Jiang Weimin's right-hand man in the business world.
A few years after Jiang Bi's mother passed away, Jiang Weimin married Zhu Xiulan. Zhu Xiulan's teenage child was also brought into the Jiang family and renamed Jiang Guchuan.
At this moment, Jiang Guchuan was still working overtime in the company and had not returned yet. He was a hardworking and likable adopted son.
Her eyes swept over her father and stepmother, and Jiang Bi walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing her legs. Her cold face was full of fatigue.
"Are you tired after working all day?" Zhu Xiulan asked with concern.
It would have been fine if she hadn't asked. But when she did, Jiang Weimin noticed Jiang Bi's sitting posture. He frowned and said to Jiang Bi, "Bi'er, you're a girl. Sitting like this is not elegant."
It's like a disabled person with a paralyzed body.
Jiang Bi sat up straight, opened her crossed legs again, and leaned them together.
Seeing this, Jiang Weimin seemed slightly satisfied.
Zhu Xiulan said again: "Bi'er, are you going to work at the company dressed like this today?"
Jiang Bi wore a black fitted sweater, black and white plaid trousers, and a light gray trench coat. Although her outfit was very professional, it didn't look like that of a female lawyer.
Jiang Bi said, "What's wrong? Do I have to wear clothes that show my butt and chest?"
Zhu Xiulan, whose chest was exposed, was hinted at by Jiang Bi and looked very embarrassed.
Jiang Weimin had been about to lecture Jiang Bi, but after hearing what Jiang Bi said, he lost his composure. It was the 21st century, and no one was saying girls had to wear skirts.
Jiang Bi looked at her father and stepmother pretending to care about her, and she felt sick and wanted to vomit. "Is there something you want to talk to me about? I'm a little sleepy. If you're fine, I'll go back to my room and rest."
Jiang Weimin then said, "You are 23 this year, right?"
Jiang Bi narrowed her eyes and had some guesses about what Jiang Weimin was going to say next.
really--
"You can also fall in love now."
Jiang Bi subconsciously refused and said, "I'm still young, only 23 years old, there's no rush."
Jiang Weimin then added: "23 is not young anymore. The wife of the boss of Zeus International had already given birth to two children when she was 23."
What else could Jiang Bi say?
"Mrs. Han is beautiful and has people who love her, but I'm ugly and others look down on me." Jiang Bi trampled herself into the dust.
Jiang Weimin was speechless after hearing Jiang Bi's words.
At this time, Zhu Xiulan said: "Bi'er, don't say that. You are so beautiful, but you are not good at dressing up. If you dress up well, you can also be a beautiful girl."
"Yes." Jiang Weimin quickly echoed Zhu Xiulan's words, "You look like your mother. You are beautiful."
When Zhu Xiulan heard Jiang Weimin mention Jiang Bi's mother, she felt a little embarrassed and stopped talking again.
Hearing this, Jiang Bi said, "I know exactly what I look like."
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