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"grandfather."

"sit."

With the new year starting again, Mr. Fang seemed to have recovered from the shock of last year, at least he was much more energetic.

Sitting under the old pagoda tree in the yard, he raised his hand to his grandson who came to meet him.

There is also a wicker chair next to it.

Fang Jun sat upright.

"how old are you."

Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

No matter how heroic Mr. Fang is, who established the family's glory, he can't resist the invasion of the years, and his face was covered with age spots when he was a teenager.

"25."

Fang Jun answered meticulously.

Mr. Fang looked at his grandson, his mind was slightly distracted, and after a while, he said: "When I was your age, your aunt was already born."

Fang Jun's aunt is undoubtedly Fang Ai's mother.

Fang Jun didn't speak.

The family has long issued a ban, and it is strictly forbidden to mention the matter of Fang Ai in front of the old man.

"When are you going to think about starting a family?"

The old man spoke in no hurry.

For this generation, the continuation of the bloodline can be said to be the top priority.

Fang Jun should have been caught off guard and did not respond immediately.

"I haven't played well yet."

The old man said: "I don't care what your parents say, but as a descendant of the Fang family, you have to shoulder the responsibility of spreading the branches and leaves for the Fang family."

At the end, the old man added meaningfully: "This request should not be difficult, right?"

It seemed that he had nothing else to ask for from this grandson.

"Grandpa, marriage depends on fate."

Every family has its cupboard.

So what if the scenery is as handsome as Fang Jun, and he can't escape the fate of being urged to marry. From this perspective, it seems that there is not much difference between a wealthy family and a common people's family.

"Don't give me these excuses."

Although he is old, he can imagine how powerful and domineering this old man is to support such a huge family glory.

"If you don't like someone yet, then I'll help you choose one."

He said without a doubt that he didn't give his grandson any room for negotiation at all.

If it were an ordinary family, according to the temperament of young people who can't help themselves, they would definitely not give in, and the most likely situation would be to break up unhappy.

But of course Fang Jun would not be so "unfilial".

Without the old man, how could he be where he is today.

"I have someone I like."

He responded calmly.

"Which family's girl?"

"Grandpa, she was not born in a famous family."

The old man didn't seem to take it seriously, "You should know that although grandpa is old, he is not a stubborn old man, otherwise your sister would not have been able to marry that lawyer back then."

Although he has recovered a lot, it can be seen that when he said this, the old man's lips trembled unconsciously, and there was an undetectable sadness in his eyes.

The hard things in the world are nothing more than white-haired people sending black-haired people away.

No matter how mischievous Fang Ai is, the blood connection cannot be severed after all.

Of course Fang Jun didn't dare to intervene on this topic.

The old man paused for a moment, and said slowly: "Your sister's end can't be blamed on others, it's her own fault."

It seems that Jiang Chen's evaluation of "understanding the righteousness" is not flattering.

Although he disagreed, but as the soul of the family, the old man really had deep-rooted sect views. No matter how hard Fang Ai insisted on going her own way, it would definitely be impossible for her to marry Ding He smoothly.

"Tell me, what does your sweetheart do?"

The old man with a magnificent life is not too obsessed with this sad topic.

"Grandpa, you should know her."

Facing the old man's gaze, Fang Jun said calmly, "Her name is Hu Die."

The old man's cloudy eyes were fixed, he looked at his grandson, and didn't speak for a while.

Fang Jun sat upright without changing his face.

"Why do you like her?"

"I don't know, Grandpa, I have seen so many women, but only in her can I feel attractive."

Things like feelings are the most mysterious, and there is no power to control them.

Even myself.

"From the first day I saw her, I felt she was different from other women."

Fang Jun was indeed honest and revealed his true feelings without hiding anything.

The old man was silent for a long while, and he didn't try his best to persuade him, nor did he furiously reprimand him. He just asked, "Do you like her, does she like you?"

Fang Jun shook his head.

"That's one of the reasons I like her."

so.

Human nature seems to be relatively cheap.

Originally, there were countless women who could move around and take whatever they wanted.

The old man looked away and looked at the blooming spring buds in the yard, wondering what he was thinking.

Perhaps aware of his "disobedience", Fang Jun said: "Grandpa, who I like is my own business, and my marriage is up to you."

tough.

It seems to be very obedient.

He and Fang Ai seem to be quite different.

"Grandpa, I won't disturb your rest."

After saying what he should say, Fang Jun got up and planned to leave.

"That woman, you met because of the boy from the Song family, right?"

The old man spoke up.

Fang Jun paused.

"Well, Brother Song introduced it."

"Do you remember what I told you once?"

"Of course I remember. Grandpa, I have never forgotten your instructions."

indeed.

The old man once told him to stay away from Song Chaoge.

And he does.

In addition to the superficially necessary play, in essence, hasn't he always maintained certain boundaries?

"Go back and get ready."

The old man said concisely.

Of course Fang Jun understood what it meant.

It is nothing more than his personal wishes being denied and dismissed.

He also never expected to be supported.

Parents to enrich people.

This is the fate tied to him from birth.

of course.

He didn't feel like a shackle.

Marriage is just a form, or in other words, a kind of cooperation.

He bowed his head at the old man and turned around immediately.

Walking out of the old house, Fang Jun opened the door and got into the car, started the car and dialed the phone.

"Continue to check the airport surveillance. If Luo Long has really returned to China, no matter what, he must be caught."

He expected that the person surnamed Jiang would definitely take measures, so he made preparations in advance, monitored the flight information, and deployed control at the airport.

But I didn't know that the result was a "fake".

The place of departure is correct.

The name is correct.

But the person is not Luo Long.

In other words, it wasn't the Luo Long he wanted.

After the first call, Fang Jun made a second call while driving.

"Continue to detain him, I know, you can find a reason, I won't allow him to come out now..."

The domestic car gradually came to the end of the red street, and then for some reason, the speed slowly slowed down.

It turned out that several official cars ahead were silently parked, blocking the intersection.

next to the car.

Another group of plainclothes men in jackets stared blankly at the domestic car coming from the red street, and raised their hands, palms forward.

"Stop." (End of this chapter)