"If she doesn't give me a satisfactory explanation for this matter, she won't have to come back for the New Year this year! She won't have to come back ever again! This stinky girl who betrayed her teacher and ancestors, if it were in the past, she would have given up her martial arts skills!"
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After hearing this, Jian Ci suddenly felt a headache.
Chen Ling rarely saw her junior sister being embarrassed, so she burst out laughing, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go make a phone call."
After hearing this, Jian Ci had no choice but to go upstairs and call the old man.
But as soon as the call was connected, it was hung up mercilessly.
Jian Ci knew that the old man was in a bad mood, so she could only continue beating him.
After playing the "you hit me, I hang up" game with him four more times, the call was finally connected.
She called out, "Master."
Then, a cold laugh came from the other end of the line. "No, I don't deserve it. Miss Jian is so amazing. She's even the last disciple of a professor at Jingda University. Who am I? I'm just a country bumpkin, not worth mentioning."
"How can a professor from Beijing University compare with you? You were once a medical doctor..." Jian Ci said halfway, then immediately reacted and pretended nothing had happened. She continued: "In my heart, no one can compare to you."
The old man snorted coldly, "Don't come on! You are very happy to be treated like a master and a disciple, right? And you are even a closed disciple. Ha! This treatment is really amazing."
Jian Ci leaned back on the sofa, tilted her head back slightly, rubbed her forehead, and said, "He was the one who declared to the public that I was innocent."
But the old man didn't believe it at all. "He said it outside, and you can't refute it?"
Jian Ci replied lazily, "That's not necessary."
As a result, the old man's voice was raised to a high pitch, "What did you say?"
Jian Ci hadn't slept well recently and already had a headache. After being yelled at, she almost had tinnitus. After a moment's rest, she said, "This matter will be clarified soon."
This immediately turned off the old man's temper, "Why?"
Jian Ci pressed her knuckles against her forehead, rubbing them bit by bit. "Jingda holds a cultural relics exhibition at the end of every year. By the time he knows my identity, he'll probably change his tune."
The old man was completely furious when he heard this. "The end of the year?! You have to wait until the end of the year! You little bastard, I think you just want to find someone else to be your master!"
Jian Ci was so annoyed by his scolding that she said tiredly, "...I didn't."
The old man noticed it quickly, "Your voice seems a little off, are you feeling unwell?"
Jian Ci didn't want to be discovered, so she made up an excuse to get rid of it, "Maybe he's tired from the business trip."
But the old man was not as easy to deal with as Chen Ling. He said something as if to remind her or as if to say casually: "I heard that you were also tired from your last business trip."
For a moment, the other end of the phone fell into silence.
After a moment, Jian Ci spoke again: "Master, what disease did I have in the first place?"
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