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Chapter 1364

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"Go ahead," Yuan Zhou replied politely.

"How about this, I'll talk about my personal matters first." Ling Hong's grandfather was a shrewd old man. He already knew Yuan Zhou's temperament and did not beat around the bush.

"Alright." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"I came here today because of Class Monitor Jia's matter. However, I heard about your tea party on the way here." Grandfather Ling paused for a moment before continuing, "So, I'm here to ask for an invitation. I wonder if Boss Yuan is willing?"

"Invitation card." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and didn't answer him immediately.

Grandfather Ling stared at Yuan Zhou nervously. He could not help but clench his fists tightly.

He had no choice. He was currently retired and idling at home. He did not have many hobbies other than drinking tea.

However, good tea was hard to find. Even though he had drunk Da Hong Pao tea from the mother tree on Wuyi Mountain, it was just like what Grandfather Ling had said. Every time he drank it, it was like feeding it to a bird.

Grandfather Ling had long known that Yuan Zhou had good tea. He was here to cause trouble. However, after bumping into Class Monitor Jia, he forgot about it. Or rather, his attention was diverted by Class Monitor Jia.

Later on, he completely forgot about it. He was busy helping Class Monitor Jia with his unfinished business. He had not been to the restaurant for a long time.

Until today, when he heard that Yuan Zhou was going to hold a tea party, he naturally had to see if he could get an invitation.

"Grandfather Ling, I've prepared your invitation," said Yuan Zhou.

"Oh, that's great. Thank you, Boss Yuan." Grandfather Ling was instantly happy. His face scrunched up as he smiled.

"You're welcome. It's what I should do." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"If only you were my grandson, Yuan. Unfortunately, I don't have that fortune." Grandfather Ling sighed and turned to glare at Ling Hong.

"This grandson is useless." Grandfather Ling looked at Ling Hong in disdain.

"Grandfather, I can make money." Ling Hong patted his chest.

"He earns quite a lot in Yuan, and he doesn't even need the help of the family," Grandfather Ling said.

"…" Ling Hong thought to himself, "A fire at the city gate brings disaster to the fish in the moat, an undeserved calamity."

When Grandfather Ling saw that Ling Hong had stopped talking, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. Following that, he started to complain about his dissatisfaction towards Ling Hong.

Of course, this dissatisfaction was mainly because he didn't have good tea leaves like Yuan Zhou.

Ling Hong, on the other hand, looked at Yuan Zhou speechlessly. Then, a pleading look appeared in his eyes. He was begging Yuan Zhou to help him quickly.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhou was still a loyal friend. He immediately spoke up to divert Grandfather Ling's attention, "You mentioned two things just now. What is the other thing?"

"Oh, right, there is one more thing." Grandfather Ling stopped nagging at Ling Hong and nodded.

"Um. What's the matter with Grandpa Jia?" asked Yuan Zhou.

"It's like this. You all know why Class Monitor Jia passed away. This time, I want to talk about that little girl," Grandfather Ling said in a low voice.

"Is it the person who was saved?" asked Yuan Zhou.

"Yes, it's her." Grandfather Ling nodded.

"Go ahead." Yuan Zhou did not know what he was feeling, but he nodded solemnly.

"Have you found that person?" asked Ling Hong with a sorrowful look on his face.

"Not yet." Grandfather Ling shook his head.

"Then what's wrong?" asked Ling Hong.

Even Yuan Zhou was looking at Grandfather Ling with a puzzled expression.

"Sigh." Grandfather Ling looked at the two of them and sighed. "It's like this. On the way to the hospital, Class Monitor Jia kept telling us not to look for the person and not to disturb others if it has nothing to do with them."

"I think what Class Monitor Jia meant was that saving the person was his own responsibility. Don't expose the person. That's not good." Grandfather Ling sighed.

"We will respect Grandpa Jia's decision," Yuan Zhou said in a deep voice.

"Mm." Ling Hong nodded solemnly.

"I know. When we talked about it the last time, we had a tacit understanding. I know you didn't look for the person in private." Grandfather Ling nodded.

This time, Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong nodded.

Yes, when they first found out about this, they were sad about Grandpa Jia's death. Later on, when they found out about Grandpa Jia's last words, they were willing to respect it.

Even if that person had never come to pay respects to Grandpa Jia.

"But this time, I met that little girl," said Grandfather Ling.

"Huh?" Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong were shocked.

"Yes, it's a little girl." Grandfather Ling nodded.

"Aren't we supposed to pay our respects during the day? However, this time, because I found the family of the last person on the list, it was already night time. I wanted to inform Class Monitor Jia earlier, so I went to the cemetery." Grandfather Ling reached out and knocked on the stone table. His expression had calmed down.

"Then, grandpa, you saw the person?" asked Ling Hong.

"Yes. The car was parked there. Before I went up, I saw a shadow. Before I could see it clearly, Uncle He rushed up," said Grandfather Ling.

Uncle He was Grandfather Ling's personal bodyguard. Now, he was in charge of protecting Grandfather Ling. Sometimes, he would also act as a driver.

"Uncle He captured the person?" asked Ling Hong.

"Yes. When I took her down, I saw that she was a young girl. However, the process wasn't smooth. That girl started resisting with all her might. She even gave your Uncle He a fright," said Grandfather Ling.

"Uncle He could be frightened? Could it be that the girl knows martial arts? "asked Ling Hong angrily.

"She knows martial arts? Do you have the ability to protect yourself? "Yuan Zhou asked in a deep voice.

It was no wonder that Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong were angry. If this person knew martial arts, why didn't she resist when she encountered a thief? Instead, Grandpa Jia was killed by a knife.

"It's not what you think." Grandfather Ling shook his head.

"Then what is it?" asked Yuan Zhou.

"The young lady does know some martial arts. However, she had just learned it. Your Uncle He said that she did not know how to fight back. She only relied on her strength to resist. Even after she was captured, she continued to resist. She only stopped when she saw me. She is here to pay her respects to Grandpa Jia," said Grandfather Ling.

Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong looked at each other and frowned. They were puzzled. Why didn't she come to pay respects in the beginning?

Grandfather Ling seemed to know what they were thinking. "She said that she was too ashamed to come. She was too scared and didn't know what to do."

"Later on, she read the news and found out that Class Monitor Jia had passed away. She couldn't find Class Monitor Jia and went to the hospital. Naturally, the hospital didn't know anything."

"Later on, she found this grave. She said that she saw us paying respects from afar but didn't dare to go forward." Grandfather Ling sighed.

"When we went there, we saw that girl practicing military boxing for Class Monitor Jia. She said that she learned it online."

"She deliberately went to pay respects at night. Moreover, she did a lot of good things because of Class Monitor Jia. I think this is what Class Monitor Jia wanted to see."

When he said the last sentence, Grandfather Ling's old face was filled with a look of reluctance and reminiscence.

Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong had complicated expressions. It was hard to describe their feelings.



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