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Jiang Guanglin lived in the Flower Garden District of Jiangzhou City's Grand Dominance District. It could be seen that Jiang Guanglin had not been doing very well in the Jiang Prefecture City these few years. Jiang Guanglin originally had an opportunity, and the mistake was that he did not grab hold of it.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to capture him, but that the doctor's conscience told him that he could do as he pleased and not as he wished.

Song Ziyang nodded.

Although the woman in front of him was over forty years old, she was still as charming as ever. She was the mistress whom he had not seen for six or seven years.

Song Ziyang then bowed and said respectfully: "Mistress, long time no see."

The middle-aged woman chuckled.

Her name was Zhan Qiu. Speaking of which, Zhan Qiu's master had once liked women, but some things happened on the mountain and Zhan Qiu married Jiang Guanglin in the end. This was one of the reasons why Jiang Guanglin had left the Cloud Mist Mountain and returned to the Jiang Province all those years ago.

"Ziyang, it's been ten years since we last met. You've grown up."

Zhan Qiu said: "Alright, come in quickly."

Song Ziyang and Jiang Guanglin walked in.

Zhan Qiu immediately let Song Ziyang sit down and poured Song Ziyang a cup of water. Song Ziyang then looked at the house carefully. Compared to the Mo family, there was indeed a difference in heaven and earth. Song Ziyang asked: "Mistress, how have you been recently?"

"Yes, everything is fine." Zhan Qiu nodded as she replied.

It could be said that when Song Ziyang was still a baby, he was the one who was raised by Zhan Qiu. Now that they had met again after many years, Zhan Qiu was naturally extremely happy in her heart. Therefore, he continued, "Yes, your master, is he in good health?"

"Mmm, it's good for Master." Song Ziyang replied.

After Zhan Qiu heard this, she pondered for a moment before smiling faintly.

It was at this time that Jiang Guanglin spoke out, "Xiao Qiu, that child Xiaoran should have returned by now, right? Hurry up and call Xiaoran out to meet her senior brother. This little girl, she's not doing anything proper every day. In the future, I must let her and Zi Yang learn more. "

Zhan Qiu and Jiang Guanglin gave birth to a child called Jiang Xiaoran. She was a third year student in Tianhong Middle School, the same age as Song Ziyang.

After saying that, Zhan Qiu stood up and shouted towards the room: "Xiaoran, quickly come out, your senior brother is here."

A young girl answered from within the room.

Zhan Qiu laughed and said to Song Ziyang, "Ziyang, you chat slowly with your Junior Master and Xiaoran. Mistress has already prepared your room for you, you can stay here from now on. "

"Thank you, Mistress." Song Ziyang replied.

Zhan Qiu went to the kitchen.

Song Ziyang and Jiang Guanglin sat down.

After a while.

The door opened and a young girl around the age of seventeen or eighteen walked out. He wore a short blue skirt that reached to his knees, and had a pair of bright big eyes. Even his body was almost exquisite, and he emitted the graceful air of a pure girl. He was so beautiful that he seemed to be an unfathomable treasure.

Even Song Ziyang was a little dazed when he saw this.

"Dad, who is he?" Jiang Xiaoran walked out, looked at Song Ziyang with a face full of suspicion, and sat beside Jiang Guanglin as he spoke.

Jiang Guanglin laughed.

After that, he stood up and introduced them: "Xiaoran, this is the senior brother Song Ziyang that father mentioned to you before. When you were very young, he,, took you to the Cloud Mist Mountain before.

"Ziyang, this is your Junior Sister, Jiang Xiaoran." Jiang Guanglin introduced to Song Ziyang.

"Hello junior sister." Song Ziyang said.

Jiang Xiaoran looked at Song Ziyang suspiciously before looking at him again. His memories were blurry, but he could still vaguely remember the place called Cloud Mist Mountain. As for the so-called senior brother in front of him, he had no impression of him at all.

Jiang Xiaoran forced out a smile, and nodded: "Hello senior brother."

But then, Jiang Xiaoran's expression changed slightly as she muttered in his heart: "SShe looks pretty good, but the current man doesn't rely on her face to eat. He had just come down from the mountain and was destined to not know anything. Although she is my senior brother, she is still unable to shake the position that superbrother holds in my heart.

Actually, Zhan Qiu had already said this to Jiang Xiaoran a few days ago. If possible, she hoped that Jiang Xiaoran would marry Song Ziyang in the future. After all, Song Ziyang had received the true inheritance of the Ghost Doctor, and since he had such a cultivation at such a young age, he wanted to get the two of them together. But this time, in his heart, there was already another man, who was their school's male god, Liang Chao.

Towards Song Ziyang, she could only or could only treat him as half a friend.

"Xiaoran, in the future, you need to learn more from your senior brother. On him, there are many things that can let you enjoy life." Jiang Guanglin saw that Jiang Xiaoran's expression was slightly cold and detached, and could not help but say to Jiang Xiaoran.

"Oh." Jiang Xiaoran acknowledged.

However, she sneered in her heart. Let me learn from him? What was there to learn from someone who had just descended the mountain? If superbrother knew, he would definitely laugh at me. "

Seeing the expression in Jiang Xiaoran's eyes, Song Ziyang knew that this junior sister did not like him.

But Song Ziyang did not care, for him, all the women in the world were like passing clouds. In his heart, there was only his Senior Sister. No woman could shake her position.

Without wasting any words, Jiang Xiaoran returned to her room.

On the other hand, Jiang Guanglin pulled Song Ziyang and asked him some questions about medical techniques. Even though Song Ziyang was young, he was a Successor Disciple of the Ghost Doctor Sect, so what he knew was naturally not any less than Jiang Guanglin.

As the two talked, Zhan Qiu's dinner was ready. Jiang Guanglin and his family sat around the table and started to eat.

"Come, Ziyang, have a taste of your mistress's culinary skills." Jiang Guanglin gave Song Ziyang a piece of food.

Seeing Jiang Guanglin give food to Song Ziyang, Jiang Xiaoran could not help but say with a sour heart, "Hmph, a country bumpkin who came down from the mountain, why is father so nice to him?"

Of course, Jiang Xiaoran might not know that, Song Ziyang was not a countryside bumpkin, but a medical expert. Speaking of Mo Zhong, how many people in Jiang Prefecture City didn't fear him?

However, Song Ziyang and Jiang Guanglin's family were eating dinner.

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.

Jiang Guanglin's house door was suddenly kicked open, following that, four or five people walked in with incomparable viciousness. The leader of the group was a man dressed in bodyguard clothing and had a gloomy and cold expression on his face.

"Jiang Guanglin, you still have the mood to eat?" The bodyguard barged in and shouted.

Seeing the person, Zhan Qiu immediately pulled Jiang Xiaoran behind him.

At this time, the bodyguard had already brought people over.

Jiang Guanglin's expression could not help but change greatly. He secretly wiped off his cold sweat and said: "Sang Biao, I wonder what business do you have with me?"

The bodyguard named Sang Biao coldly snorted.

He strode forward and kicked over the table, then shouted at Jiang Guanglin sternly: "Jiang Guanglin, Wei Lao's disease has suddenly broken out at home, his condition is in danger, all this time you have been the one to diagnose his illness. If you are unable to cure Wei Lao's illness, I will kill your entire family. "

Jiang Guanglin broke out in a cold sweat, and his body was even trembling a little.

"Alright, alright, I'll go now." Jiang Guanglin was not a martial artist, and because of his family members daughter, if he did not lower his head, it would be difficult for him to please the four or five muscular men.

"The car is packed, but my lord has told me I must see you within an hour. If you're too late, don't blame me for not showing mercy. " With that, Sang Biao snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, he led four or five people with him and left.

Once Sang Biao and the others left, Jiang Guanglin slumped down on the wooden chair.

Jiang Guanglin wiped off his cold sweat, the trembling of his body, was unable to calm down for a long time.

He thought of the Wei Family.

His heart shivered.