Jing Yunzhao nodded if he realized something. Many of these people have stood on their own feet. After so many years, it is not possible to let them die for Jing's death. But if they let them help, it is absolutely ok.

Are all connections...

Li Wenbo robbed Jingjia’s wealth, but he never robbed of it. He belonged to Jing’s power.

Jing Yunzhao was instantly respected by everyone in Xianhetang, and the Li family appeared in front of her in two days.

But this time, it was the pro-grandfather who came to the school, and even sat in the president’s reception room, waiting for her, and Jing Yunzhao would follow the professor Mo another one or two. Hours of the national class, so the pro-grandfather was hanging aside, and did not go to see people.

"This Wang's work is more free and easy in pen form. If you want to learn the essence of his book, you should first study the character's life. This is the word... Mo Zhengyan was just pointing at the words and paintings that she had just copied. At this moment, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and an old man came in, and next to it was Shi Yijiao.

"Hey, Jing Yunzhao, my grandfather came to see you!" Shi Yijiao yelled at Jingyun Zhao.

Mo Zhengyan’s voice was interrupted. The whole person suddenly looked cold and a little unhappy. He turned his head and smashed the past. When he saw someone, his face turned from dissatisfaction to resentment: “Li Wenbo, you still have a face. Appear in front of me?!"

Li Wenbo was also a bit surprised, watching Mo Zhengyan's eyes flashed a bit of disgust.

At this time, Jing Yunzhao was the first time to see this grandfather who had heard of countless times.

Already old, but the body is indeed strong, thin body, although there are about seventy, but very spirited, wearing a suit, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, although there is not much hair in front of the forehead, but the whole person looks Very majestic.

While Jing Yunzhao was watching this pro-grandfather, Li Wenbo was also watching her, serious and mechanical, without feelings, just like looking at an item.

This feeling is unpleasant.

"Mo Zhengyan, are you her teacher?" Li Wenbo also unknowingly opened his mouth.

The old voice was a little low, and his face was dark and unclear.

Mo Zhengyan’s temper has always been bad. At this time, the most disgusted person in front of him stood in front of him and talked to him with such an attitude. The whole person was sick and disgusting. His face was stiff and stiff: "After so many years, you are still on your body. A stink!"

The last thing he regrets in his life is to give the most beloved woman to the little man for the so-called man's dignity.

If he does not see Li Wenbo die in front of him, he will not feel good anyway.

"I have no time to argue with you, I am looking for my granddaughter." Li Wenbo said directly.

Mo Zhengyan listened, turned his head and looked at Jing Yunzhao, and his brow wrinkled: "He said you?"

The whole person can't believe it.

How can Li Wenbo’s granddaughter surname?

"Excuse me, you are..." Jing Yunzhao was confused and said.

Li Wenbo lifted his foot and walked over. At this time, Jing Yunzhao discovered that he was still following other people outside the door. Once again, I saw a woman pushing a wheelchair and coming in, and the wheelchair was a man. .

This person... Jing Yun Zhao Dang even recognized who it was, even if he had never seen it.

Li Tianyi, her biological father, the one who was forced to negate her existence.