Jian Yi walked over. Jian Zhenghai, who was wearing a coat, waved the crutch in his hand towards him.
Jian Yi remained silent, looking at him neither humble nor arrogant, and sneered, "Be careful, you are old, don't show off your waist."
"you……"
Jian Zhenghai waved the crutch in his hand, preparing to strike at Jian Yan's body again.
Jian Yi twitched his eyebrows and grabbed his crutch. Jian Zhenghai wanted to pull it back, but found that his son, the Jian Yi standing in front of him...
Jian Zhenghai waved the crutch in his hand, preparing to strike at Jian Yan's body again.
Jian Yi twitched his eyebrows and grabbed his crutch. Jian Zhenghai wanted to pull it back, but found that his son, the Jian Yi standing in front of him...
She has grown up a long time ago and can easily block his attacks.
"Your wings have really grown!"
Jian Yan withdrew his hand, took a step back and sat on the sofa, looking face to face with Jian Zhenghai.
"Forget it, you should stop using force on me. You are no longer a match for me now."
She raised her eyes and looked at him. Her whole body was lying on the sofa, her face looked tired, and her eyes seemed to have lost their strength and luster.
"The stick just now didn't hurt at all. The me who used to cry on your stick has disappeared long ago..."
She glanced at him again, looking at him with an unpredictable look, "You are old."
old……
Jian Zhenghai's whole body trembled when he heard that word.
Yes, he had to admit that he was old, and due to the injuries he suffered when he was young, he could no longer go out to kill the enemy. He even wanted to teach his son a lesson, but he actually taught him a lesson in return.
"I have something to ask you." Jian Yan went directly to the topic, raising his head and expressionless.
"Before you ask me, I have to ask you first!"
Jian Yi was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional Chinese virtue. You ask first."
"You..." Jian Zhenghai took a long breath and tried to keep himself quiet, "The old man of the Chen family called me just now and said that you threw Chen Xi on the street and let her go home?!"
"I kept the car for her. It's not like she can't drive it. Besides..." Jian Yan smiled at him, "You have changed someone now? It's not for the son of the old man of the Rong family, but for the son of the Chen family.