Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 319: Where is the Sacred One?

"Aunt Qiong, is there something wrong?" Yun Yue watched Jiang Qiong, who had been keeping her eyes on her since her arrival.

Jiang Qiong uttered an ’ah,’ her face extremely calm as if nothing was the matter, "Ah, nothing. I just missed you and wanted to see you."

Xiao Chen glanced at her subtly and frowned without saying a word.

Yun Yue’s lips curled into a smile, "It’s perfect because Aunt Xiang will come over tomorrow, and you two can chat again."

Back when she was in Lan City, she used to visit the Lin Family daily to chat with Aunt Xiang.

"Okay," Jiang Qiong replied and observed the expressions of everyone in the room.

So Yueyue being Elder Jiang’s apprentice was the last thing she knew.

**

The next afternoon.

Xiao Chen drove to the airport to pick up Lin Xiang and the others.

The three of them stood out notably in the crowd, causing everyone who passed by to stop and take a few extra glances.

Handsome men, beautiful women.

Lin Xiang spotted them in the crowd right away and waved happily.

"Yueyue, Xiao Chen." Lin Xiang looked at her. The child seemed to have gained a bit of weight on her face, and it seemed like Xiao Chen was taking good care of her.

"Aunt Xiang, Grandma," Yun Yue greeted them. Her gaze shifted to Yun Zhonghai, her eyes twinkling slightly, "Dad."

"Ah," Yun Zhonghai felt a pang of heartache when he heard that ’Dad’. He had been too indifferent to her in the past, so it was normal that she was not close to him. He’d take things slowly from now.

Lin Xuanze said with a smile, "Dad, Mom, Grandma."

Lin Xiang glanced at him irritably and asked Xiao Chen, "Has he been causing you trouble?"

That boy, always up to mischief every three days.

Xiao Chen spoke in a gentle tone, "No, he’s been good."

Hearing this, Lin Xiang felt relieved, as Beijing was not like Lan City. If he caused any trouble here, she wouldn’t be able to extend her reach from Lan City.

Xiao Chen took them to Tianshi Restaurant for a meal, and Jiang Qiong and the others arrived too.

"Tianshi Restaurant?" Lin Xuanze exclaimed. This was the most upscale restaurant in Beijing.

It was very hard to get a reservation.

Lin Xiang had heard a bit about Tianshi Restaurant and hesitated at the door, "Xiao Chen, perhaps we should choose another place. This place is too expensive."

Xiao Chen stepped aside slightly, his lips curling up as he spoke gently, "It’s not too expensive, there’s a membership discount."

Yun Yue paused, squinting her eyes at him, "..."

"He’s not short of money." She helped Liu Lanfang to walk inside.

Seeing this, they followed, and the whole group moved from the lobby into the elevator.

At this moment, the Mo Family was also dining at Tianshi Restaurant.

This was a welcome and dusting meal arranged by Mo Huai Zhang for Mo Lingwei.

From a distance, Mo Lingwei caught a glimpse of that figure and felt an urge to rush over, but she halted when she saw Yun Yue by his side.

Who are those people around him?

"Grandpa, you guys go ahead. I’ll go to the restroom," she said and then turned to leave, quickly following them.

But she hadn’t gone far when she bumped straight into someone.

"Sorry..." She looked up at the person in front of her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"Mo Lingwei?" Song Jia’er took off her sunglasses, looking at the woman she hadn’t seen in years.

Still as annoying as ever.

Watching the elevator doors close, Mo Lingwei took a deep breath. She really hadn’t checked the almanac before leaving today, and to her misfortune, she ran into her, "Indeed, Lady Song is still as haughty as ever."

Song Jia’er’s smirk didn’t reach her eyes, "You’re also as annoying as ever."

She sized her up briefly, and thinking of the person she had just seen, she displayed a scornful look and teased, "What, were you trying to find Xiao Chen?"

She had been infatuated with Xiao Chen for so many years, yet Xiao Chen had never spared her a second glance, yet she shamelessly approached him.

"Lady Song, you’re being too nosy," Mo Lingwei didn’t hide her disgust at all.

Of all the women in Beijing, she detested her the most.

Song Jia’er acted as if she hadn’t seen anything, elegantly said, "I really can’t control you, but just kindly remind you that one should be self-aware."

After that disdainful glance, she turned and left.

She indeed fell short compared to Mo Fan.

The Mo Family really picked sesame seeds and lost watermelons, mistaking fish eyes for pearls.

Mo Lingwei watched her leave with a gloomy face.

How could she not be self-aware? It was because she was self-aware that she did everything possible to climb upward.

Everything had to be fought for by oneself, money, status, men.

She glanced at the elevator and turned to leave.

Once she joined the Black Alliance, she didn’t believe she couldn’t find out the details about that woman.

**

In the private room, Feng Ye and Jiang Qi sat properly, with Jiang Qiong present, they didn’t dare to be arrogant.

Just then, the door of the room opened, and Yun Yue and her group came in.

Jiang Qiong immediately stood up, smiling as she greeted them.

"Everyone please sit, today we’re all family here, no need to be formal."

Everyone took their seats.

At first, Lin Xiang and the others were somewhat constrained, but they relaxed as they chatted.

After eating, Xiao Chen took them to a flat he owned in Beijing, planning to let them stay there during their days in the city.

Jiang Qiong also went with them to stay, as it was good to look after them.

Yun Zhonghai gazed at this expensive flat, somewhat taken aback.

The next day.

The whole Painting Association was busy preparing for the ceremony of paying respect to the master; with the precedent set by Master Yao Nan, they didn’t dare to slack off, fearing Jiang Wenshan might lose his temper.

Anything less than perfect wouldn’t be tolerated.

Ruan Yingtong was currently filming in the desert, with poor signal, and it took two days before she received the message.

"Today is Yueyue’s ceremony to pay respect to her master?!" Holding her phone, her expression was crestfallen.

Ah! This damned network, how could she have just received the message now?

She tried to make a call, but there was no signal.

Running out of the tent to higher ground, she raised her arm, standing on tiptoe, hastily dialed, her little face flushed with urgency. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

As soon as the call connected, she immediately said, "Yueyue, I’m sorry, I’m filming in the desert, I totally missed your message, sob sob sob."

"But I still congratulate you, and also Grandpa Jiang." Her words were intermittently cut off, unsure if they were heard clearly.

She was about to say more when the call abruptly disconnected.

"..."

She could only resend the message, wrestling with the send button for ages before it went through.

She breathed a sigh of relief, the gift would have to be prepared when she returned.

**

Painting Association.

Today, many prominent figures from almost half of Beijing had arrived.

Everyone was curious as to what kind of disciple Jiang Wenshan had accepted, as he had chosen carefully for decades to find such a favored apprentice.

"Elder, who exactly is Elder Jiang’s disciple? I heard that this event is even bigger than Master Yaonan’s disciple acceptance ceremony," Housekeeper Ji observed quietly after looking over the guests.

These were all heavyweights, rarely seen in public, and it was surprising to see them show up here.

Elder Jiang’s disciple is really high-profile?

Ji Xian was also curious and after surveying for a while, became increasingly interested in this disciple.

"I heard there will be six paintings displayed at the exhibition; I wonder what kind of paintings are worthy for Elder Ji to exhibit on such an occasion."

Ji Xian’s eyebrows raised slightly, knowing that the paintings to be displayed here must indeed be exceptional.