Long Zhutian said coldly, then stretched out his arm, took Yang Zimei into his arms, and hugged him tightly, like Zhuge Yue declaring his ownership.
When Rong He saw Long Zhutian, he couldn't help but think about the Longmen massacre that day. Thinking of his young age, his eyes suddenly turned green, like a little devil, killing the whole family with lightning speed.
The scene of killing.
If Yang Zimei makes any mistakes in the future and makes him unhappy, will he turn into a devil again?
The more Rong He thought about it, the more frightened he became. He clenched his fists tightly and wanted to go forward and beat him to death with one punch to avoid harming his granddaughter again.
However, he cannot do this.
He knew that Long Zhutian was now the person Yang Zimei loved most. If he had a conflict with him, Yang Zimei would be the one who suffered.
He could only endure it.
Yang Zimei glanced at his grandfather unconsciously. Seeing his fearful eyes and clenched fists, he knew what he was thinking.
"grandfather--"
Yang Zimei was worried that he would behave impulsively, so she hurriedly called out.
Hearing her anxious cries, Rong He loosened his fists and looked at her with a forced smile, "Don't worry, Niuniu."
Hearing this, Yang Zimei felt relieved.
Long Zhutian was also sensitively aware that there was something wrong with Rong He's attitude towards him, but he didn't think much about it and instead focused on Zhuge Yue.
Zhuge Yue also saw the subtle changes in Rong He and was wondering in his mind, what happened between them that led to this?
Then, he felt Long Zhutian's murderous eyes again, and waved his hands hurriedly, "I have already seen the guests off at the door, you go slowly!"
After saying that, he quickly retreated behind the door and closed the door.
Long Zhutian tightened his hands on Yang Zimei's waist, "You're not here to have a blind date with him, are you?"
Yang Zimei looked embarrassed, "Zhutian, what are you thinking? I came here to meet the old people of the Zhuge family. And I gained a lot."
"What's the catch?"
Long Zhutian's expression softened.
Seeing Rong He's resistance to him, he thought that Rong He wanted to assign Yang Zimei to Zhuge Yue, so he hated him.
After all, people from aristocratic families in the capital are more particular about being well-matched.
Now that I heard Yang Zimei's explanation, I felt relieved.
"I met Zhuge Yue's great-grandfather. He gave me a mahogany tablet and told me some information about the ancient tomb. The Zhuge family has been exploring and studying the ancient tomb for generations since their ancestors."
Yang Zimei said.
"Shuxi Ancient Tomb?"
"Um."
"So what conclusion did they draw?"
"The conclusion is that I am the owner of that ancient tomb. Haha, actually, that should be wrong. You and I are the owners of that ancient tomb."
Yang Zimei stuck out his tongue and said, "To be more precise, you are the real master, and I can become the master because I am with you."
"My everything is your everything."
Long Zhutian said.
"wrong."
Yang Zi frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Your body is not my body."
Yang Zimei said with a slightly ambiguous tone, completely forgetting that there was a grandfather and a minor named Rong Lanxi beside him.
"My body is your body."
Long Zhutian's hand holding Yang Zimei's slender waist became hot.
He really wanted his body to become a part of hers, and he really wanted to be completely integrated with her.