Demon City.

Tongchen Golf Villa Area.

The beautiful Jiangnan has always been a rich hometown of fish and rice. As the economic center of China, the magic capital has gathered wealthy businessmen from all over the world and is called the pride of China. Every inch of land is valuable, and the Tangchen Golf Villa District once ordered a sky-high price of US$4,000 per square meter.

Those who can live here are all top rich people.

A red Audi A4 slowly drove into the garden of a villa, with swimming pools, rockery, pools, etc. This is the famous Tang family mansion in the Magic City decades ago.

The car door opened, and a beautiful woman walked down. The servant in his forties smiled and came forward to greet him: "Ms. Zhang, here you are."

"Well, are grandparents here?"

"The master and the old lady are here." The servant took some nutritional supplements from the beautiful woman and welcomed the beautiful woman into the living room.

"Mo Yan, how many days have I not seen my grandmother?" In the living room, a woman with reading glasses was flipping through a book of "South China Sutra" on the sofa. When she saw a beautiful woman coming in, she showed a doting smile on her face and put down the book in her hand.

"Grandma, isn't this only five days? I've been on business trip in the United States these days, so how can I have time?" Zhang Moyan walked to the old man with a smile and sat down. Looking at his grandmother's silver hair, Zhang Moyan couldn't help feeling sad. Everyone has an old day, but they are walking in front and we are walking behind.

"You girl." The old man patted Zhang Moyan's shoulder dotingly and said, "I'll eat it here today. Grandma personally makes your favorite pork rib rice cake for you."

"Grandma, I'll give you a hand." Zhang Moyan rolled up her sleeves and smiled. She knew her grandmother's experience. She was from Pengcheng. When her grandfather was not yet successful, she had made gold in the Pearl River Delta. She met her grandmother by chance and fell in love. She got married and returned to the demon city with her grandfather. Her grandmother is a typical virtuous woman. She has experienced poverty and wealth with her grandfather. She is used to being busy and doing everything at home. If she hadn't been older in recent years, she wouldn't have been willing to hire a servant. However, it may also be because of her diligent hands and feet and regular exercise. The 73-year-old grandmother is much more agile than her peers, and she often cooks on her own.

"No, hurry up and go to the study room to see your grandfather. The old man doesn't know what's going on. He has been in the study room for a whole day." The old man smiled.

"Well, then I'll go and have a look." Zhang Moqian nodded and went upstairs gently.

Tang Gaiming's study room was at the end of the corridor. Zhang Moyan walked over and knocked on the door gently. After a calm sound came from inside, Zhang Moyan pushed open the door and walked in.

An old man with spirit in Qu Shuo sat at the desk. When he saw his granddaughter coming in, Tang Gaiming smiled on his face and stood up and said, "Mo Yan, here you are."

"Well, grandpa, grandma said you have been staying in the study today?" Zhang Moyan walked over curiously, with ambergris on the table, and the entire study was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

"It's nothing, it's just reading books." Tang Gaiming walked to the window with a crutch, pointed to the scenery outside the window, and recalled: "When Yuyang met your father, Yuyang was only seventeen years old. At that time, our Tang family was still in the old house, and your father was still a small vendor selling fried rice. Yuyang liked to play the piano on the balcony, and her piano sound attracted your father. Your father would come to the streets of the old house of Tang family every night to listen to your mother playing the piano. One afternoon half a year later, your father broke into the Tang family with two kilograms of pork, a bottle of wine, and a jade bracelet. In front of me and your grandmother, he said he wanted to marry Yuyang as his wife."

"You didn't agree, did you?" Zhang Moyan smiled.

"We? Before we could speak, Youyang threw your father's wine and meat out of the door." Tang Gaiming's eyes were deep, as if he had returned to more than 20 years ago, and said, "But Youyang took the jade bracelet. She told your father that you would come to me again when you could let me live a good life. A few years later, your father went from a small vendor surrounded by urban management to the famous Mr. Zhang, and Youyang married him."

Speaking of this, Tang Gaiming smiled bitterly and said, "I know Yuyang's personality best. If she doesn't like your father, how could she marry him? In fact, on the day your father came to the Tang family with wine and meat, Yuyang had already fallen in love with your father, but Yuyang never told me and your grandmother how she fell in love with your father."

"Grandpa, do you really want to know?" Zhang Moyan smiled playfully.

"Girl, do you know?"

"Of course, my mother told me everything." Zhang Moyan said.

"Well, then tell me..."

"No, my mother told me that I can't tell you and grandma about this." Zhang Moyan sat on the sofa and said, "Actually, Mo Qian also knows about this. When Mo Qian comes back, he will tell you in person."

"Mo Qian...that child... hasn't seen him again since he was five years old." Tang Gaiming sighed. How majestic the Zhang family was once. Unfortunately...

"Grandpa, we must believe Mo Qian, he will come back. He will take back everything that belongs to the Zhang family, and he will get back his mother's grudge bit by bit." Zhang Moyan's eyes were firm.

"I believe." Tang Gaiming nodded, his face became serious. "Girl, is your mother's death related to the He family?"

"It does have something to do with the He family, but the real messenger is from the capital." Zhang Moyan narrowed his eyes. Why did she come to the Demon City after graduating from college? It was for the cause of her mother's death. In recent years, she has been investigating who killed her mother.

"People in the capital?" Tang Gaiming's eyes flashed with a cold light. "There are too many families in Sijiu City. Who is the real murderer who killed Yuyang?"

"Grandpa, it's a little strange. I followed the He family's line and broke the clues when I arrived in the capital..." Zhang Moyan frowned, "I have some questions, I want to ask Mr. Xu, but he has left Kunzhou recently and I don't know where he went."

"Wait for patience, the mystery of the cause of your mother's death may only be solved by Mr. Xu." Tang Gaiming nodded.

"Old man, Mo Yan, come down to have a meal." Grandma's voice came downstairs, and Zhang Mo Yan felt the warmth of home. She helped her grandfather downstairs and felt sad when she looked at the few home-cooked side dishes on the table.

Mo Qian, when will I have a meal with my grandparents?

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After lunch, under the coercion and temptation of Teacher Jiang, Zhang Moqian had to wash dishes and clean the kitchen. When everything was done, he sat on the sofa and took a sip of cigarettes. Teacher Jiang suddenly said, "By the way, I'll have an appointment with Ma Mufeng for you today and talk to him about cooperation."

"When did you make an appointment?" Zhang Moqian was puzzled.

"At five o'clock in the afternoon, I asked him to choose a location. He chose the Emperor Club. I guess he is a member there." After saying that, Teacher Jiang held a bear doll and started watching TV.

"Damn, you didn't say it until after six o'clock." Zhang Moqian was speechless.

"First put him in the army and suppress his morale." Jiang Jiaomei said: "You rub your sister's legs for half an hour before going."

“…”

"Hurry up, why are you standing there?" Jiang Jiaomei scolded.

"Okay!" Zhang Moqian sat down, stretched out his hand and touched Teacher Jiang's snow-white and smooth legs and kneaded them.

"Ah...um...ah...ah...oh..." Teacher Jiang shouted comfortably, and the face that was fascinating and lifeless seemed to be extremely happy. Zhang Moqian kept oozing out of his forehead. The crazy woman was wearing very little. Moreover, because the two were very close, the fragrance on her body kept invading Zhang Moqian's nose. In conjunction with Teacher Jiang's shouting "um...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...oh...oh...ah...oh...ah...ah...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...

"Um...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Can you stop calling?" Zhang Moqian wiped his sweat and said with a wry smile.

"Okay, sister, try to talk to you as much as possible." Teacher Jiang nodded and agreed.

Zhang Moqian continued to knead the crazy woman's pink and beautiful legs hard.

"Well...ah...then...mo Qian's force...that's so comfortable...my sister is so comfortable...fast...that's so cool..."

“…”

Is this a moaning?

Zhang Moqian's forehead was sweating more and more, and he had the urge to hit the wall.
Chapter completed!