When Jiang Yufan heard this cry, he was shocked again. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Oh my God, the world is becoming fantasy!
He actually called a girl his master, and his god cousin went crazy!
Jiang Yufan couldn't wait to take out his cell phone and dialed his father's number, "Dad, this is incredible, this is incredible."
"What's all the fuss about? Really, grandpa nags you every day, trying to get you to learn a little bit about Zi Liang, but you can't even learn it. You're so surprised. It's a disgrace to our Jiang family.
"
He scolded Jiang Fangjie.
"It's about Brother Zi Liang. Do you know what he is doing now? He actually called a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to be his master, and he did it in public at the airport. I see his attitude.
Grandpa doesn’t have that much respect, it’s simply incredible.”
Jiang Yufan yelled.
"What? You kid, why are you making fun of Zi Liang? Don't you know how much grandpa values him? He is the future head of our Jiang family. If you piss off this black-faced god like him, you will benefit.
Really? It’s okay for you to cause me little trouble, but you must not offend Zi Liang. Even I can’t help you. He never buys my uncle’s blame."
Jiang Fangjie blamed him, but at the same time he was upset that he had given birth to a useless son.
"Dad, what I said is true! You have to believe me. By the way, I will take a picture for you. My mobile phone is the latest foreign model and has a camera function."
After Jiang Yufan finished speaking, he called up the camera on his phone and took a photo in the direction of Yang Zimei and Jiang Ziliang.
At this time, Jiang Ziliang was bending over to ask if Yang Zimei's trip was going well, so his expression was respectful.
He simply walked closer to Jiang Ziliang and Yang Zimei, turned on the hands-free button, and let his father listen.
Hearing that the voice on the phone was indeed Jiang Ziliang's, and that he was really calling him Master, he excitedly asked Jiang Yufan to carefully find out what was going on.
"Master, I have prepared a place to stay, please come with me!"
Jiang Ziliang said to Yang Zimei.
"oh?"
Yang Zimei didn't want to go directly to Zeng's house to stay, so Ming Gang had already booked a hotel for them, "But I've already booked a hotel."
"Then just cancel. It's not convenient to stay in a hotel."
Jiang Ziliang said without a doubt.
"Then where are we going to live now? Is it the military compound? Are other soldiers as handsome as you?"
When Zeng Sihui saw Jiang Ziliang, her eyes gleamed for a long time.
Soldiers, in a girl's heart, are more or less shrouded in a certain light, not to mention that for soldiers like Jiang Ziliang, the light is simply radiating.
"It's not the military compound, it's my little courtyard."
Jiang Ziliang answered.
"Small villa? That's fine. It's difficult to live in a hotel. Hehe, I don't want to live in Zeng's house either. I want to live with you."
Zeng Sihui held Yang Zimei's hand.
Yang Zimei looked at Jiang Ziliang with some embarrassment and said, "Do you still have family members in your small courtyard? I'm not used to living with other people."
"My family doesn't live there. It's my usual place to relax. Master, you can rest assured and stay there."
Jiang Ziliang dispelled Yang Zimei's doubts.
Since there is a small villa to live in, Yang Zimei doesn't want to stay in a hotel.
As Zeng Sihui said, there are many people in the hotel and things are complicated, so it is better to stay in a small courtyard.
What's more, often small villas and big houses are famous for their good reputation.
You can also take the opportunity to study the Feng Shui situation here.
