1661. Chapter 1661 Can the Broken Mirror Reunite (12)

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"So that's it. Who bought this house?"

Rong He still didn't know that Yang Zimei was a rich master, "Gift from Jiang Shaoshuai?"

"Oh, of course not. I bought it myself, and I also bought the one I live in. Grandpa, to tell you the truth, I still know how to make money for your granddaughter."

Yang Zimei said with a smile.

When she said this, Rong He was heartbroken.

No matter how capable she is, she is still a child.

It's so hard for her to buy a car and a house for her family when she was a teenager.

Rong He couldn't help but reached out and touched her hair, "Niuniu, thank you for your hard work."

Seeing his concerned and heartbroken eyes, Yang Zimei's heart warmed again, she stretched out her arms around Grandpa's arm, and said coquettishly, "With Grandpa here, Niuniu won't have to work hard in the future."

"Um."

Ronghe nodded.

Just as Yang Zimei was about to open the door, the door voluntarily opened from the inside.

"Zi Mei, are you really back?"

Lan Yaya jumped out like a happy little white rabbit and hugged Yang Zimei's neck, "I was in a daze when I heard the sound of a car, so I wondered if you were back, so it really is You're back! You bastard, you're back, don't say a word!"

Looking at her real face, Yang Zimei's heart was filled with all kinds of warmth.

After wandering outside and returning home, I found that there were still people waiting for me to come back and open the door for me. This feeling is really reassuring and happy.

After Lan Yaya was overjoyed, she found Rong He behind Yang Zimei, so she hurriedly became reserved, adjusted her clothes, and whispered to Yang Zimei, "Who is this old gentleman?"

"My grandfather Rong He."

Yang Zimei explained to Rong He again, "This is my good friend Lan Yaya."

"Hello grandpa!"

Lan Yaya was no longer the cowardly girl she used to be, she greeted Rong He generously and sweetly.

"Hello Yaya!"

Rong He nodded with a smile.

Lan Yaya stepped forward and helped Rong He carry the small bag in his hand.

Yang Zimei opened the car door and moved some things he brought back from the capital. Just as he was about to bring it in by himself, Rong He hurriedly said, "Niuniu, let Grandpa do the rough work."

"Grandpa, it's just to bring something. It's not rough work. You're a grandfather, so just wait for your granddaughter to serve you."

Yang Zimei entered the house with something in one hand and Rong He in the other.

As soon as Rong He entered the house, he immediately felt as if he had returned to Linghui Temple.

The air that blows in is very fresh and comfortable, completely different from the outside.

Look at the arrangement of flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, all of which are ingenious.

"Niuniu, who designed this house?"

"I designed it myself."

Yang Zimei said with a complacent expression, "Although it is a little smaller, it is not comparable to those big houses in the capital, but it is also full of internal organs and has its subtleties."

“Really nice 1”

Rong He nodded, "The air here is very good and it feels very comfortable. Is there a spiritual cave here?"

"No, these auras were brought in from the outside by my formation, but they won't last long."

Thinking of the increasingly scarce spiritual energy, Yang Zimei's heart aches.

"Niuniu-"

Rong He is different from others, he is not proud of Yang Zimei's super ability.

He felt that the more powerful his granddaughter was, the more he would suffer.

Therefore, he also felt more heartache.

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