Examining the delicate features of Blood Rose, the grandmother was overjoyed, thinking, "Is this my grandson's girlfriend? Such a figure, such a face, truly an outstanding young woman."
"Sit, hurry and sit."
The grandmother put down the chopped pepper fish head, pulled out a high-backed chair, and warmly invited the Three Daoshan Goddess to be seated.
The old hag was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected the old woman to be so hospitable. Shouldn't she ask who the stranger in the house was?
But it was also possible that Bai Lan had used this body before. The Three Daoshan Goddess nodded slightly, with an inherent air of dignity and elegance, and said, "Thank you!" She gracefully sat down.
This girl... The grandmother couldn't help but re-examine the Three Daoshan Goddess. Aside from her outstanding appearance and figure, the grandmother found the young woman's demeanor and behavior to be very peculiar.
Very elegant, very well-mannered, and at the same time possessing the pride of the social elite. No, not pride, but dignity.
Such an aura could not be faked by a girl from an ordinary family.
Looking at this girl, the grandmother seemed to see a wealthy heiress from the old society, the kind of reserved and noble air nurtured in a life of luxury, as bright and dazzling as a firefly in the dark.
A girlfriend from a well-off family... Last time, he came home in a rich woman's sports car. It was that rich woman who helped Yuan Jun get a promotion. Yuanzi said she was just an ordinary friend... The grandmother pieced together various pieces of information in her mind.
She had questioned her grandson about the "rumors" before, but Zhang Yuanqing denied it outright, insisting that he was not being kept, and that the rich woman was just an ordinary friend.
Thinking of this, the grandmother shouted towards the bedroom, "Yuanzi, Yuanzi, come out for a moment."
She suspected that Yuanzi was still being kept, and felt a little angry.
No one responded.
The grandmother pushed open the bedroom door, peeked in, and found that her grandson was not in the room.
"Where's Yuanzi?" she turned to ask the old hag.
The old hag had already elegantly picked up her chopsticks and was enjoying the delicious food, ignoring the grandmother's question.
The grandmother thought to herself, "This girl has a bit of a high-and-mighty personality." "Mom, has that little rascal returned?"
The auntie washed her hands and came out of the room. She saw the woman sitting at the dining table, eating gracefully, paused for a moment, and then recovered.
She sat down next to the old hag generously, nodded, and said, "Jiang Yuer! What's your name?"
The Three Daoshan Goddess sat upright, without turning her head, and said indifferently, "Bai Lan!"
The grandmother said, "Then I'll call you Lanlan. Yuer, call Yuanzi and ask where he's gone."
Jiang Yuer glanced at the old hag, went into the room in a hurry, and a few seconds later, the grandmother heard the ringtone coming from her grandson's room.
Well, he didn't take his phone with him. "Beep beep~"
At this moment, the sound of entering a password came from the entrance.
The security door was then opened, and the uncle, dressed in a burgundy suit and black leggings, looking like a nightclub elder, arrived with his wife and son.
Hearing that Yuanzi was bringing his girlfriend home today, the uncle expressed his great joy and said that he would come and meet his future nephew's wife.
The auntie didn't have a good relationship with the grandmother, so she didn't want to come at first, but Chen Yuanjun said that Yuanzi's girlfriend was the benefactor who helped me solve the promotion problem.
When the auntie heard this, she said, "Then I have to meet her."
The family of three focused their attention on "Blood Rose." The uncle was very satisfied with Blood Rose's face and figure, feeling that such a beauty was worthy of the mantle heir.
The auntie was also very satisfied. As a wealthy heiress, she saw a noble air in Yuanzi's girlfriend that girls from ordinary families didn't have.
This aloof, elegant, and noble posture must be that of a young lady from a wealthy family in Songhai. No wonder she could solve Yuanjun's promotion problem.
Chen Yuanjun was stunned.
Wasn't Yuanzi's girlfriend the goddess of the Kangyang District Security Department?
Wasn't it Guan Ya, who drove the blue sports car? Did he change?
"Oh, it's you." When the grandmother saw that it wasn't Yuanzi, she invited everyone to sit down and introduced, "This is Yuanzi's girlfriend. You can call her Lanlan. That dead child Yuanzi, I don't know where he's gone."
The old hag's limited two days of experience were not enough for her to understand what "girlfriend" meant.
"Never mind him, let's eat first." The grandmother served rice to everyone.
The grandfather looked at the old hag, sized her up first, then nodded slightly to express his satisfaction. A smile squeezed out of his solemn face, and he said in a gentle tone,
"Lanlan, is it? How old are you?"
The old hag frowned slightly. For the sake of the food, she replied coldly:
"Since this deity's birth, it has been over a thousand years. In cultivation, there is no calendar. I have long forgotten the specific age."
The air suddenly fell silent.
The expressions and actions of the family members froze instantly. The grandfather forced a smile and said:
"What do the elders in your family do?" The old hag said indifferently:
"Human emperors." The grandfather continued to force a smile and said:
"How did you and Yuanzi meet?"
The old hag understood now that the Yuanzi they were talking about should be the nickname of Yuanshi Tianzun.
"He woke me up from the stone coffin under the mountain god temple." The Three Daoshan Goddess never lied.
The bowl in the grandfather's hand rolled off the table with a "clang."
The family members exchanged silent glances. Even the most capable uncle didn't know how to respond.
At this time, the ghost bride approached the old hag's ear and whispered, "Goddess, the mortals of the present world do not know cultivation. Do not frighten them."
The old hag thought, "The mortals of my time also did not know cultivation, and they weren't frightened either."
Not only were they not frightened, but they also praised this deity, building temples and statues.
But the old hag still adopted her maid Bai Lan's suggestion and said indifferently:
"Just joking." The family members breathed a sigh of relief.
The uncle laughed and quickly said:
"Lanlan is so humorous. No wonder Yuanzi likes you. That kid also likes to tell jokes. Let me tell you..."
Outside the residential area, Zhang Yuanqing was holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, standing on the curb. In the turbulent traffic, he saw the familiar blue sports car.
Less than a hundred meters away, the sports car stopped and started, taking a full ten minutes to reach the entrance of the residential area.
While the sports car was blocked by the barrier rod, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the glass, and Guan Ya unlocked the car door.
Zhang Yuanqing got into the passenger seat of the sports car, looked at Guan Ya, and handed over the roses with a smile:
"For my favorite Sister Guan Ya."
Guan Ya was still a little unaccustomed, kept a straight face and said "Uh," held the flowers in her arms, drove with one hand, and pretended that she didn't care.
Her outfit today was very interesting, a knee-length beige pleated skirt, a cartoon women's t-shirt, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet, without makeup.
She didn't wear any accessories such as earrings, necklaces, or rings. Clean, refreshing, simple and sweet.
This at least made her look three or four years younger.
Guan Ya was a standard mature woman, with big breasts, a thin waist, long legs, and a mixed-race face, exuding an alluring aura of maturity everywhere.
The labels associated with her were "Workplace Goddess," "Sexy Bombshell," "Mature Female Boss," etc., which had nothing to do with youthfulness.
Today, she deliberately dressed herself in a "youthful" way, and the purpose was very clear, which was to match Zhang Yuanqing's age.
A 21-year-old college student hasn't officially entered society.
The elders in his family usually have an impression of his girlfriend that is fixed on "peers," "girls," and "unsophisticated."
Therefore, any elements that highlighted the charm of mature women and the status of rich women were directly kicked out and not considered.
Zhang Yuanqing was very happy, because Guan Ya said she was annoyed, but her body was very honest. She didn't treat today's dinner as a perfunctory gesture.
"Just stop there, that's my family's parking space." Downstairs, Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the parking space on the edge of the green belt and said.
His family had four parking spaces, two for the uncle's family and two for the grandfather's family. When they bought the house, each household would be given a parking space, but the grandfather felt that two parking spaces were not enough, so he spent money to buy two more.
The Way of the Extraordinary.
Knowing that the parking spaces would rise so ridiculously later, they should have bought a few more back then!
The grandfather often lamented this way.
Guan Ya parked the car and left the flowers in the car.
"Hey, take the flowers with you." Zhang Yuanqing, who had already gotten out of the sports car, quickly reminded her when he saw this.
Guan Ya rolled her eyes and ignored him.
The two walked side by side into the residential building. As soon as they entered the elevator, Zhang Yuanqing saw Little Silly running through the elevator door, hugging his calf and crying loudly.
The miserable cry was like that of a baby whose milk had been cut off for three days.
Guan Ya couldn't see the spirit servant, but her keen perception as a swordsman made her turn her gaze to Yuanshi's calf.
"My little spirit servant probably failed in the game and is throwing a tantrum."
Zhang Yuanqing explained, bent down and picked up Little Silly, and after a simple exchange, he deciphered the truth from his fragmented "description."
The old hag has returned, and her aura frightened Little Silly.
"Finally back." Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. He wouldn't feel at ease if the old hag didn't return for a day.
The deterrent power of this ancient Day Wanderer was really too strong.
The elevator went up slowly. Zhang Yuanqing swallowed Little Silly into his abdomen to nurture him, and soon put the old hag out of his mind. He took a deep breath and quietly held Guan Ya's hand.
"If you touch me again, I'll leave!" Guan Ya glared at him fiercely and gently broke free.
They've already done the deed, what's holding hands, uh, can't pretend to be a gentleman. Zhang Yuanqing remembered the teachings of his life mentor and held the soft and delicate little hand again.
Guan Ya struggled symbolically. "Ding!"
The elevator door opened, Zhang Yuanqing took her hand and walked out of the elevator, and said:
"My grandmother has been talking about you all day, constantly asking me if you can eat Songhai local dishes, whether the taste is salty, bland or spicy. Oh yes, my uncle and aunt will also come."
"I'll introduce you to everyone today." While he was talking, he entered the password.
Guan Ya quietly took a deep breath. She didn't really want to come, because Yuanshi's grandmother knew her. When investigating the disappearance case of Lei Yibing, the members of the second team came to visit and collect evidence.
She remembered that at that time, the old lady's attitude was not good, fearing that they were here to catch her precious grandson.
As a result, the female police officer who came to investigate became her grandson's girlfriend. What would the old lady think?
"This woman must have seen that my grandson is good-looking and used her position to secretly take advantage of a younger man."
Guan Ya felt embarrassed just thinking about it. "Beep beep~"
Zhang Yuanqing entered the password, twisted open the security door, and said loudly, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back."
Stepping into the entrance, he looked towards the dining table, and the whole person froze in place, the smile on his face stiffened.
At the dining table, the uncle held a wine glass in one hand and picked up food with the other, chattering endlessly about Yuanzi's childhood. The old hag ignored him and ate the dishes on her own.
The grandmother occasionally interjected a few words. Because of the "Yuanzi's girlfriend's" attitude of ignoring people, the atmosphere at the table was a little awkward.
Seeing that the main character had finally returned, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked over one after another. The old hag raised her eyelids and looked coldly at the entrance, as plain as a white lotus flower.
"Yuanzi, where have you been? Lanlan has been sitting for a while."
The grandmother was about to criticize her grandson for being ignorant, but suddenly saw Guan Ya, who was being held behind him, stopped and was stunned.
The uncle's boasting and nonsense stopped abruptly, and he was dumbfounded.
The auntie stared in astonishment, glanced at Guan Ya, and then turned to look at "Bai Lan."
Jiang Yuer, who had been eating without a care, saw Guan Ya being led in, and her pretty face darkened.
Guan Ya's trepidation disappeared instantly when she saw the Yin corpse of "Blood Rose" eating gracefully.