As for whether the old man would be unhappy, Jiang Zhihao didn't care.
Your granddaughter won't let me in, so what else can I say?
Seeing Jiang Zhihao leave like this, Lan Junhua felt anxious and panicked, why didn't this man play his cards according to the rules?
She shouted subconsciously, and Jiang Zhihao turned around and asked, "Is there anything else Miss Lan can do?"
Lan Junhua wants to curse. Is there something you don't know about?
She gritted her teeth and said, "My grandpa has been waiting for you for so long, and you don't go in when you get to the door. Isn't it very polite?"
Jiang Zhihao said with an innocent face: "I want to go in, but you don't let my bodyguard go in, and I have to go with her, what can I do? You can't let the old man stand at the door and talk to me, that doesn't seem right
So good..."
Lan Junhua resisted the urge to curse and said: "The Lan family is not a dragon or a tiger's den. Is it necessary to take her with me everywhere? Is it that she can't live without you, or that you can't live without her? I really doubt how your wife is suffering.
Got yours!"
Jiang Zhihao frowned and said, "Miss Lan, please be careful what you say. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
He turned around again. Lan Junhua hesitated for a few seconds, but finally did not dare to let him go and shouted: "Forget it, if you want to bring her in, just go in, and we won't do it next time!"
Jiang Zhihao stopped, but had no intention of coming over. He just turned around and said seriously: "If the Lan family doesn't welcome me, Jiang can never come again. Miss Lan doesn't have to speak condescendingly like this."
Lan Junhua said angrily: "Why am I being so condescending? Who is my grandfather? What's wrong with thinking about his safety?"
"There is nothing wrong with considering the safety of the old man, but your attitude and tone are wrong. Your grandfather took the initiative to invite me to come here. Since it was his initiative, he should accept everything I bring. Even if I dress up as a beggar, it is still me.
It's her own business. What's more, she is my bodyguard, not someone who wants to harm the old man."
Jiang Zhihao's words left Lan Junhua unable to defend himself.
She was just deliberately making things difficult, so what else could she say?
Jiang Zhihao's face turned green and red as he said, "Then what do you want, do you still want me to apologize to you?"
"Whether you apologize or not is a matter of personal cultivation. I won't embarrass you." Jiang Zhihao said.
Lan Junhua wanted to rip his head off when he heard this. What is the issue of personal cultivation? What this means is that if I don't apologize, it means that my personal cultivation is not good enough?
Jiang Zhihao didn't say much, just looked at her quietly.
Although safe, it brings a lot of oppression. After all, although his current social status cannot be compared with that at the peak of his previous life, he is born with the aura of an upper class person!
This kind of momentum cannot even be matched by Lan Kehan.
Lan Junhua finally showed weakness, lowered his voice and said, "I'm wrong, can you go in?"
Jiang Zhihao stopped being aggressive and walked in with Murong Lanyi.
When he passed by Lan Junhua, he could clearly hear the sound of his teeth grinding, and he probably had the urge to bite him to death.
As for Murong Lanyi, she never glanced at Lan Junhua from beginning to end.
For her, protecting Jiang Zhihao is the only thing that needs to be done. Other people and other things are not important at all.
Staring at the backs of Jiang Zhihao and Murong Lanyi, silently cursing a hundred times in his heart, Lan Junhua followed them into the house.
In the living room, Lan Kehan had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jiang Zhihao coming, he immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I almost fell asleep waiting for you. You are really difficult to invite!"