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The dishes cooked by Jiang Li's grandmother was very delicious and the vegetables were fresh. The vegetables were from their own private garden and were grown by his grandparents. In the courtyard, there were parrots crackling and drinking from the bird baths, a white pug was sitting near Jiang Li's feet waiting to be fed. His nanny with a simple and honest face was also eating at the same table while talking in a difficult to understand dialect telling some interesting stories. The two old folks pricked up their ears, listened attentively and from time to time gave a slight answer, courteously and politely.

Jiang Li was very filial. He knew that his grandfather's teeth were not strong enough to chew the meat, he tore a whole chicken drumstick meat into small pieces with his chopsticks then placed the pieces of meat into his grandfather's bowl. The old man smiled and did not appear to be surprised.

It seemed that he often did this and I quietly observed him, getting a more in-depth understanding of him.

After the meal, I flattered the old man and thanked them for the meal. But Jiang Li's grandparents treated me warmly and repeatedly said it was nothing and said to have me come to partake meals with them was their best gift.

As I walked quietly with Jiang Li along the road, I received a text message from Kang Zixian telling me to go back. I glanced sideways at the message from 'Kang Big Bastard' and secretly glanced at Jiang Li, silently returning the phone into my bag.

"You have a text message."

"Oh? Oh, it's my mother, urging me to go home."

He nodded. "Then go home. And......you're stupid to the point where there is no cure. Better tell your mother to engage a tutor for you."

"Oh, oh."

"Eat less instant noodles. Eating that kind of thing will not help you to get smarter. I think you do not have any brain cells in your head!"

"Yes, yes. Only full of seasonings." I bowed my head and nodded like a garlic head.

Jiang Li laughed at me with amusement and looked at me fiercely.

He sent me to the bus stop and waited until I had got on the bus before he left. As I sat in the bus seat, I saw his slender figure, with a frown and in deep thought.

I was only a police officer who had to listen to the orders from my superiors. If the Boss said go East, I did not dare to go West and the motto was 'command above all else'.

At first, when I received the task, I did not have any other thoughts except to complete the task to the best of my ability, fighting for merit performance and salary increase. But matters have now developed to this stage, suddenly I felt that the task had become difficult to handle.

I was accustomed to the cynical view of Jiang Li but his sudden change made me hesitant and did not know how to progress.

To cheat a young heart to cling to me and this would be his first love encounter..... coupled with deception........was just too cruel to him.

I thought for a while and sent out a text message to Dong Zi.

I: Unable to deal with Jiang Li, you take over. Take the initiative. You can do it.

DZW: Senior Sister, no way for you? Could this guy have a liking for males?

I: Don't fart. He is normal.

DZ: Senior Sister.......you've tried?

I: If you say anymore, I'll get Deng Loong to try you out.

DZ: Really, the most poisonous is a woman's heart.....

As I was walking leisurely carrying my bag, Kang Zixian called me on the phone and said unhappily. "Where are you?"

"In the neighborhood. Will be there in a short while."

I was thinking of Kang Zixian when I left him this morning. His expression was not good and looked like icy shards. Now that I had gone out for half a day, how could he remain unaffected? Luckily we were only in the initial stage of the relationship. I quicken my footsteps.

The elevator reached the 25th floor, I briskly walked out of the elevator when my phone rang. I took out my phone and looked. It was Fei Ge: Bodhisattva blessings. My uncle woke up.

I was very happy, standing outside Kang Zixian's door, I replied to her text message, at the same time pressed his doorbell.

He opened the door and looked at me gloomily. I was about to give him a big bright sunny smile when footsteps sounded from the around corner at the far end and suddenly a slightly middle-age female appeared. I turned around and was stunned to see two similar middle-aged female with short hair walking over.

"I had guessed you would be at home." One of the more graceful ladies said. She had silver-hair, with powerful looking facial features and two jade earrings on each ear. She looked very familiar. I had seen this old lady in the newspapers and television twice and at that time, in my heart, I had whispered: This is truly the modern Mu Guiying*, a true heroine. (A historical figure during the Ming Dynasty who was a female military commander known for her military strategies and was a young widow of the famous Yang family)

She was Kang Zixian's grandmother, Wan Qihua. A-city people loved to call her Wan Taijun.

I had never thought I would be able to meet face to face with such a prominent figure. I cowered a little and my heart gave a big jump.

The two old ladies saw Kang Zixian and me at the door, suddenly stopped talking and curiously looked at the both of us.

But this deadlock scene only maintained for a few seconds because I had knowledge of life's wisdom. Abruptly I said to Kang Zixian standing at the door. "Sorry, uncle. I came to the wrong floor. Sorry for disturbing you."

Kang Zixian pursed his lips and looked at me without speaking.

And then I hastened to leave quickly. In my heart, I was glad for my student disguise or else the situation would be difficult to solve.

Naturally, as the old ladies and I brushed shoulders as we passed each other, the two ladies were still staring at me. Wan Taijun with her eagle's eyes was staring at me and I felt extremely uncomfortable. After I had entered the elevator, then only did I feel relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.

I did not know why, today, I would meet so many elderly people as if it was destined, my heart muttered.

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