Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 590 The Modern Story (21)

After hanging up the phone, Ai Ling packed her clothes and left the school, and called Xuanyuan Jiaye on the way.

"Jia Ye, I've been home for two days. I guess Zhang Yuzhe's family has to go to Ai Ling's house. After I finish these things, I'll go back and deal with the school transfer."

"You really want to transfer schools?" Xuanyuan Jiaye asked.

"Yeah, in order to be closer to you, in order to be by your side when anything happens, so I have to work hard to climb up and shorten the gap between me and you." Ai Ling said with a smile.

Xuanyuan Jiaye was leaning over to look at the woman who went out from the school gate. I wondered if it was telepathy. Ai Ling looked back and saw him lying by the window looking at her. She stretched out her hand and waved at Xuanyuan Jiaye. waved.

Instead, Xuanyuan Jiaye blew her a kiss back.

Ai Ling pursed her lips and smiled, and said into the microphone: "Saobao!"

"You don't like it?" Xuanyuan Jiaye raised his eyebrows in doubt.

He heard Lin Nai say that girls like romance, and they will be very happy with roses, small gifts, blown kisses, jewelry, lipstick, etc.

Ai Ling hails a taxi casually, "Master, go to Jinghua Mansion."

After speaking, she asked into the microphone: "Who did you learn from?"

"Lin Nai told me." Xuanyuan Jiaye answered truthfully.

Ai Ling tried her best to search Lin Nai's memory, and after thinking for a long time, she remembered that it was the person who split the poker table that day.

"You seem to have a good relationship with him?"

"It's not very good, it's just that I have been at the same table for more than a year. You go home first, and I will call you when you sleep at night. If you need anything, you can call me at any time. I can rush over at any time, remember Are you done?" Xuanyuan Jiaye instructed word by word, as if afraid that she would not understand.

Ai Ling smiled helplessly, "Mother Xuanyuan, I remember!"

"Old lady? Do you mean the old servant?" Xuanyuan Jiaye asked ignorantly.

Ai Ling laughed immediately, "Jiaye, it seems that you don't have a thorough understanding of modern culture. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard!"

After finishing speaking, Ai Ling hung up the phone directly, and Xuanyuan Jiaye frowned at the screen.
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Longing for a luxury mansion.

Ai Ling's taxi can only stop at the intersection, this road is not allowed for taxis, so Ai Ling can only walk in by herself.

She vaguely remembered that Ai's house should be in Block C of Building 11, and it took her a long time to find her family's resplendent villa mansion from among the vast villas.

It's really full of pride, not to mention, and the environment is very good, don't be surrounded by villas and mansions, but there are not many people who can catch up with the Ai family. There are more than a dozen servants cleaning the yard alone indivual.

Ai Ling's memory of this place is not very clear, and she can only recall some events and fragments vaguely. When she walked to the gate of Ai's house and was about to ring the doorbell, a servant hurried over.

"Miss, you are back."

Ai Ling blinked, and quickly answered: "Well, you're back, where is Grandpa?"

"The old man is upstairs. There are guests at home today. Does the young miss want to rest here?"

Ai Ling walked into the mansion without rushing into the gate, "Guest?"

"Yes, the Zhang family is here and they are guests at home." The servant led her into the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the door was directly facing the living room, and Ai Ling could see the five people sitting in the living room without looking up.

One pair of men and women are Ai Ling's parents, the other couple should be Zhang Yuzhe's parents, and the old man sitting in the middle, squinting and smiling at her should be Ai Weiyan, her grandfather.

Ai Ling's brain identified their identities as quickly as possible, and quickly greeted them politely: "Grandpa, parents, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang."

(End of this chapter)