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C312 This Time He Couldn't Back down

2There was already an old man more than half a century old waiting at the iron gate. Behind him stood two maid, a servant, and an aged boy with brown hair and white skin.

"Young Master, welcome back!" The old man smiled kindly and kindly when he saw Ling Yao. He bowed to Ling Yao respectfully, and the two people behind him also bowed to the old man.

"Uncle Jiu, you don't have to be so polite to me." Ling Yao held the old man up with both hands.

This was where Ling Yao's parents used to live, and Uncle Jiu was their housekeeper's assistant. After his parents were gone, Uncle Jiu had been taking care of the house all these years.

One of the two maid behind Uncle Jiu was called Dali. Hai Xiaomin had seen Hai Xiaomin before, and the young boy was Uncle Jiu's grandson who was in high school.

"Hello, Uncle Jiu!" It could be seen that Ling Yao was very respectful to this old man. Hai Xiaomin also paid extra attention and greeted the old man humbly.

Seeing Hai Xiaomin, Uncle Jiu smiled kindly as if he was looking at his own child. "Hello, miss. This is not the first time we have met."

Just as Hai Xiaomin was about to say something with a smile on her face, Ling Yao took a step forward and said, "Uncle Jiu, she is now my wife."

The three pairs of eyes looked at Hai Xiaomin in unison with astonishment in their eyes. Uncle Jiu opened his mouth and stuttered for a while. "This... Young Master, why didn't we know about your marriage? It's such a big matter, why didn't we know about it?"

"We just finished the formalities and didn't have the time to hold the wedding. It turns out that we planned to announce this before the wedding." Ling Yao pulled Hai Xiaomin in front of him. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Their eyes were full of sweetness.

They had just booked the wedding dress. It was as if the haze on the top of their heads had opened up a crack and they took this step. It was a good start after all.

"So that's how it is..." Whether it was an illusion or not, after knowing that they were already married, Uncle Jiu seemed to have something that was difficult to say. His smile was a little forced.

Ling Yao looked unnatural towards Uncle Jiu, as if he did not see it, and continued, "Before grandfather's birthday, we will temporarily stay here. Uncle Jiu, I will have to trouble you."

"It's rare for young master to come home, so why would he bother you? The room has already been tidied up for you. Please come in." Uncle Jiu perked up again and called the group into the room.

Usually, only the five of them stayed here regularly, which made it seem more deserted. The arrival of Ling Yao and Hai Xiaomin had brought a lot of popularity. Fortunately, the house was spacious enough to accommodate the bodyguards.

The bodyguards arranged people in an orderly manner, but Uncle Jiu instructed maid and the rest to help young madem send the luggage to the bedroom first. He still had some things to discuss with the young master.

Ling Yao did not seem surprised that Uncle Jiu suddenly wanted to send Hai Xiaomin away. He pinched Hai Xiaomin's soft palm. "Let's go over first. I will be back in a while."

"Okay." Hai Xiaomin curved her eyes and smiled. Ling Yao went over without any hesitation and lightly pecked her lips.

Hai Xiaomin watched Ling Yao follow Uncle Jiu in another direction. She frowned and thought about it. If her intuition was right... Their conversation was not about Mr. Nazhi's birthday, but it had to have something to do with her!

The room was still the same room that she had stayed in the last time. Dali had said that this room was Ling Yao's bedroom. To be precise, this was the room that he had lived in when he was young. The room was not very big, and it was not as modern and luxurious as the thirty-ninth floor of LY Plaza. The vintage decoration style was low-key and warm.

"young madem, do you have anything else you need to arrange?" The two maids stood at the door and asked respectfully. Behind them stood two tall and powerful bodyguards. Dali, who was talkative, clearly realized that Hai Xiaomin's identity was no longer the same as before and did not dare to reminisce with her for a moment.

Hai Xiaomin came back to her senses, "Dali, stay behind and help me pack my luggage. In a while, bring me around."

...

"Uncle Jiu, just say what you want to say." When they arrived at the small garden platform on the second floor and there was no one around, Ling Yao opened his mouth and spoke openly.

"Young master, logically speaking, I am just a servant and would not dare to interrupt your marriage. However, I have also looked down on you. I can barely be considered half your elder, right?" Uncle Jiu's back was slightly hunched. He slowly turned around and looked at Ling Yao with a pair of old and loving eyes.

Ling Yao said, "Of course. I have always regarded you as my elder."

"Then Uncle Jiu has something to say. Just say it. I hope young master won't take offense."

"Uncle Jiu, just say it."

"Young master, do you really plan to bring young madem to see Mr. Nazhi? "

Ling Yao lowered his dark eyes and said coldly, "He will see me sooner or later, unless he doesn't want to see me again before he dies."

"Young master, why are you doing this? Mr. Nazhi is your grandfather. You should know that all the grudges he has towards you are because of your mother. You are more outstanding than your father. As long as you are willing to give in to him, I believe Mr. Nazhi will be very willing to accept you." Uncle Jiu advised.

"How can I give in? Tear off the face of this Dongfang? Or remove the half of the blood that belongs to my mother? " Ling Yao's handsome face was cold and his body was covered with a layer of frost. His tone was calm, but the muscles on his face that were slightly taut showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

"At least, you should not choose an eastern woman as your wife!" Finally, Uncle Jiu threw out the main point of the conversation.

Ling Yao looked up at him and stared at Uncle Jiu for a long time. He only spoke slowly when Uncle Jiu's heart was unsettled. "Uncle Jiu, he said. Unless my father can be resurrected from the dead, I will be charged with the crime of being a devil's son. I will never be able to get rid of it, no matter what I do... They will never truly want to accept me, what they want... Only how to better control me "

He paused: "I thought you already saw through this point, or did you already stand on their side?"

Son of the Evil Demon!

Uncle Jiu was still shocked when he heard this name again, but the young master was able to calmly say this word. It seemed that the young master had really matured and become more mature these years. On the contrary, it seemed that the older he aged, the more confused he became.

Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly. "Loyalty is the basic quality of a qualified housekeeper. How can I betray you, young master? I have never agreed with what Mr. Nazhi has done. It is probably because he is old now, and many things are more open than before. I always hope to see a perfect ending in front of me when I close my eyes... "

Looking at Uncle Jiu's sorrowful eyes, Ling Yao's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He said sadly, "Uncle Jiu, have I not made concessions in these years?"

Uncle Jiu's eyes trembled when he heard that. He was stunned on the spot. That's right. All these years, the Nazhi family had deliberately infiltrated the LY, and wanted to seize the young master's wealth. The other young masters could still be a bit more unyielding, but as long as Mr. Nazhi spoke, the one who would tolerate it would always be the young master.

"So, the one who should take a step back isn't me." Ling Yao let out a breath of foul air. Hai Xiaomin was his wife, and this time, he would never take a step back no matter what!

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