His gaze became deep and gradually condensed into a freezing point, stopping on Qian Qianqian's face.
Qian Qianqian was a little impatient by him, and just as he was about to shake off Shi Jing's hand, another absolutely unexpected voice sounded at the door:
"Hey, little girl, you are here too."
The two people who were entangled turned around subconsciously when they heard the sudden intrusion.
Seeing the old man suddenly appearing at the door, both of them looked a little surprised.
Qian Qianqian naturally recognized the old man in front of her, the same old man she gave up her seat on the bus before.
The reason why she was deeply impressed by her was that at the time she felt that the natural nobility she exuded was a little out of place with the people squeezing the bus.
And her sudden appearance here confirmed her previous thoughts.
She calmly took out her arm from Shi Jing's hand, and showed a polite smile to the old man who came in from the door:
"Hello, mother-in-law."
But when he saw Qian Qianqian, the old man smiled particularly happily and cast his eyes towards the mirror intentionally or unintentionally.
"Jing, do you know this little girl?"
She stopped next to Shi Jing and asked a bit deliberately.
Just now, she saw her great-nephew tugging at the little girl who offered her seat. At least in her impression as an old woman, she had never seen this great-nephew so proactively trying to pull a girl.
"Auntie, when did you return to China?"
Hiding the angry look just now, he walked to the old lady with a cold face, stretched out his hand to help her and walked in the door, but his tone seemed a bit stiff.
"Just got off the plane."
When the old man answered, his eyes were a little evasive, and naturally he didn't think about the fact that he came secretly by bus just now.
Suddenly, Shi Jing stopped at this moment, looked sideways at the naughty look on the old man's face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"Did you return home secretly?"
Hearing the displeasure in Shi Jing's tone, the old lady looked at Qian Qian standing next to her with pleading eyes and motioned for her to help.
It's not that Qian Qianqian doesn't know what she means, it's just...
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She couldn't beat the Great God herself, so what qualifications did she have to help her deal with the Great God? It's not like she didn't know how much she weighed.
Shi Jing was indeed so terrifying that even an elder like his aunt was frightened by his deep voice.
He shrugged apologetically at the old lady and spread his hands, looking helpless.
"Auntie, they don't know?"
Shi Jing's voice came again, and the old lady finally looked at him, nodded honestly, and said:
"I don't like being followed by a bunch of people every time I go out. It's not like I don't know how to fly."
Speaking of this, she took Qian Qianqian's hand like a naughty child and walked into the house. She turned back to the time mirror and said:
"Do you think I'm safe now? That's right..."
She looked at the mirror as if she had something in mind and said, "Call your uncle and tell him that I landed safely."
While talking, the person had already sat down on the sofa.
Ever since she was little, she has been the daughter of a wealthy family. She is always driven around by drivers in luxury cars. Today, she took a rare bus ride, and it happened that she met such a lovable little girl.
Just as she was looking at Qian Qianqian with admiration, another figure rushed in from the door: