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Chapter 891 - Family (2)



Chapter 891: Family (2)

Grandma Jian rolled her eyes at Grandpa Jian before she turned around and asked Jian Yunmo: “Does Yiling know you’re in Beijing today?”

“She’s been quite busy lately. I didn’t notify her about this in advance.”

Jian Yunmo knew that Jian Yiling was busy with Qin Hongzhi’s case. The case was quite tricky and troublesome.

As a result, she was probably staying up all night already.

“Well, even if she’s busy, you should still tell her about this! You need to make sure that she gets time to relax. She stays inside all day. My poor darling~”

Right after that, Grandma Jian contacted Jian Yiling. She asked Jian Yiling to come over.

Very soon, Jian Yiling arrived in the Jian family’s Beijing Residence. Zhai Yunsheng was also accompanying her.

This was the first time that Zhai Yunsheng and Jian Yunmo met after Zhai Yunsheng got engaged with Jian Yiling.

As soon as he saw Zhai Yunsheng, Jian Yunmo’s face sank.

However, as Grandma Jian, Grandpa Jian, and Jian Yiling were also there, Jian Yunmo chose not to say anything.

Even if he wanted to strangle this person, he couldn’t do it in front of his grandparents and sister.

And thus, Jian Yunmo held himself back.

Jian Yichen and Jian Yiheng who lived in the opposite apartment also came along today. They came to visit their cousin whom they hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Brother Yunmo,” Jian Yiling greeted. Then, she handed a paper bag over to Jian Yunmo.

“Gloves?” Jian Yunmo guessed.

“Yep.”

Jian Yunmo took out a pair of coffee-colored woolen gloves from the paper bag.

Somehow, the color just happened to match the coat that Jian Yunmo was wearing today.

“Did you guys come to an agreement beforehand?” Grandma Jian asked.

“Nope,” Jian Yunmo replied with a smile. “It’s just mutual understanding between us right?”

“Yep,” Jian Yiling agreed.

Then, Jian Yunmo tried the gloves. The gloves fit his hands perfectly.

When Jian Yichen saw this, he was quite jealous: “Yiling, why does he get gloves? What about me?”

Before Jian Yiling got the chance to speak, Jian Yunmo said: “The turtleneck sweater that I’m wearing today was also knitted by Yiling. Yiling’s hands are very clever and nimble.”

Upon hearing this, Jian Yichen was even more jealous: “Waaa… I don’t have anything! I’m about to become a lemon spirit!”

Jian Yiling paused for a moment before she said: “I will knit something for you next time.”

Jian Yichen: “Okay! That’s settled then. However, do this when you’re not busy! If you’re busy, just leave it for the time being. Don’t exhaust yourself.”

Although he was jealous and although he wanted a hand-knitted gift from his sister, he still did not want his sister to be exhausted.

Then, Jian Yichen added: “You don’t need to make anything for my brother. He’s too bulky. It’s a waste of materials.”

Jian Yiheng: “Is your skin itching again?”

Upon hearing this, Jian Yichen hurriedly hid behind Jian Yiling: “Sister, save me.”

When Jian Yunmo saw this, he couldn’t help but laugh: “Even after so many years, you’re still the same. You still get beaten up by your brother.”

Jian Yichen weakly retorted: “I’m the most pitiful one. Therefore, my sister should give me more attention.”

Grandma Jian was amused by Jian Yichen’s words: “Really? Well, if you’re capable, you should go and fight your brother. Why are you hiding behind a girl? Are you even a man?”

“Well, I don’t plan to be a man! I’m Yiling’s Sister Yichen. Right Yiling?”

“Mhmm,” Jian Yiling nodded. Then, she turned around and asked Jian Yunmo: “I will make some food for you. What do you want to eat?”

Jian Yunmo paused for a moment before he replied: “Let’s eat barbecue together. It’s been a long time since we ate barbecue together.”

Jian Yiling: “Okay.”

Upon hearing this, Grandma Jian hurriedly said: “Me too. I haven’t had a barbecue in a long time either. I wonder if I’m part of this plan.”

Grandpa Jian also added: “Ahh, it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten grilled corn.”


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