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Chapter 99

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The atmosphere froze in an instant.

When Jian Yunnao heard the movement, he noticed that Jian Yiling had returned. His body moved slightly and the muscles on his face stiffened.

However, he didn't look up. He continued to play with his phone. He pretended that Jian Yiling didn't exist.

Wen Nuan looked at Jian Yiling. She hadn't seen her daughter for a long time. When she saw her daughter's thin appearance, her heart was filled with mixed feelings. Her eyes became slightly moist.

Jian Shuxing and Jian Yuncheng's expressions were slightly solemn.

Grandma Jian sighed in her heart. She felt a little sad when she saw this scene.

As an elderly person, she naturally wanted the family to be harmonious. She wanted everyone to be safe and happy.

However, there was nothing she could do.

He Yan originally wanted to watch a good show. However, the moment Zhai Yunsheng appeared, her attention was attracted by him.

She actually met Master Sheng again at the Old Jian Residence.

At this moment, she even felt that it might be a good choice to temporarily send Jian Yujie to the Old Jian Residence to accompany Grandma Jian and Grandpa Jian.

Not to mention anything else, he could get together with Master Sheng and the others to have dinner and chat. He could get to know each other and leave a good impression. It would be of great help to Jian Yujie in the future.

Jian Yujie broke the silence. He quickly walked to Jian Yiling's side. He stood in a very precise position between Jian Yiling and Zhai Yunsheng.

Then, he smiled at Jian Yiling and said, "Yiling, thank you for the gift. I like it very much! I like it very much! "

As he said this, Jian Yujie winked at Jian Yiling. It was as though there was a little secret that only the two of them knew.

"Mhmm," Jian Yiling replied.

As long as he liked it.

Then, Jian Yujie whispered into Jian Yiling's ear, "Did you bring any anti-wolf gear with you?"

"Yes," she replied. She brought anti-wolf spray.

"Then remember, if someone suddenly approaches you, you have to use it on them!" As he said this, Jian Yujie glanced at Zhai Yunsheng from the corner of his eye. It seemed as though he was implying something.

"Mhmm," Jian Yiling replied.

The siblings whispered to each other.

It seemed as though Jian Yiling and Jian Yujie had been getting along very well recently.

On the other hand, Jian Yiling's two brothers seemed to have become more distant.

He Yan quickly commanded the servants in the house: "Hurry up and help Mr. Zhai and Mr. Yu with their things. They're guests. How can we let guests help us?"

When the servants of the Old Jian Residence heard He Yan's words, they hurried forward. They wanted to take the ingredients from Zhai Yunsheng and Yu Xi's hands.

However, before they could get close, Zhai Yunsheng had already turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He dragged Jian Yiling along with him.

"Let's go and prepare the ingredients."

With a simple sentence, Jian Yiling was led to the kitchen.

Jian Yiling didn't hesitate to leave.

This was the first time she met her parents since she moved to the old house.

She behaved very quietly.

No complaints, no complaints.

She didn't even say a word to them. She just quietly followed a man who was a stranger to her into the kitchen.

When Jian Yujie saw this, he hurriedly followed after them.

He Yan's words were rejected by Zhai Yunsheng. He didn't give her any face at all.

When other people didn't give He Yan face, He Yan would mutter in her heart. However, when Zhai Yunsheng didn't give her face, she felt that it was quite normal.

However, when she saw that Zhai Yunsheng and Jian Yiling seemed to be quite familiar with each other, she felt a little flustered.

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