501: C501 Jiang Guchan's Phone

C501 Jiang Guchan's Phone

After Ji Yueling left, Yao Xianghe, the widow, revealed her viciousness.

Those disciples of the Ji Family who refused to submit to her rule, regardless of their seniority, would inevitably end up with their names ruined and their families ruined.

Therefore, no one dared to question Yao Xianghe for more than a decade.

Other than Ji Yueling, Yao Xianghe's prestige in the Ji Family was no longer any different.

Therefore, when Yao Xianghe entered the room, everyone immediately kept quiet out of fear.

As for the young man behind Yao Xianghe, he was naturally Yao Xianghe's eldest son, Big Brother Ji Baxiao, the current young master of the Ji Family - Ji Chuanshuo.

Compared to Ji Baxiao's arrogance and ignorance, Ji Chuanshuo seemed much more mature and reserved.

His eyes flashed. He seemed to be indifferent to Ji Yueling's death, but he kept thinking about something.

Yao Xianghe first glanced at Ji Yueling's silent body, then turned her eyes to the disciples of Ji Family.

"All of you will obey the ancestor's will. Without my permission, no one is allowed to find trouble with Ye Hong. Do you hear me?"

The people of Ji Family lowered their heads respectfully.

"All of you can leave now."

When there was only Yao Xianghe and Ji Chuanshuo left in the room, Yao Xianghe also waved her hand. "Chuanshuo, you can leave as well."

A mysterious light flashed in Ji Chuanshuo's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Mother, ... don't force yourself."

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He turned around and left in a carefree manner.

Yao Xianghe looked at her son, who was getting more and more difficult to see through. She felt tired.

"Grandfather is asleep! No one is playing with me!"

Outside the corridor of the room, Ji Baxiao popped his head out with a silly smile on his face. Then, he clapped his hands and skipped away.

The fatigue in Yao Xianghe's eyes suddenly turned into sadness.

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

A breeze blew and vaguely brought Yao Xianghe's muttering into the air.

"Old ancestor. ... Xiao'er ... I will definitely avenge you all!

I, Yao Xianghe, will not be fair and square in ancient martial arts. "But I have millions of ways to make you, Ye Hong, die without a burial ground!"

...

The next day, in Tianhe Garden, Building 16, 1803, Ye Hong woke up feeling refreshed.

After the New Year's Day battle last night, Ye Hong felt that his body had become much stronger.

Practicing martial arts diligently could indeed strengthen one's body.

The phone at the head of the bed suddenly rang.

Ye Hong thought that Lei Zi had arrived, but he did not expect to see a familiar yet unfamiliar number on the screen.

It was said that it was familiar, but it was naturally Ye Hong who knew the owner of the number.

It was said that it was unfamiliar, but it was because this was the first time Ye Hong had spoken to this number.2

The number was Jiang Guchan's.

Before Jiang Guchan left the Midnight Snack Restaurant, he had asked Ye Hong to contact him.

However, ever since Jiang Guchan left, Ye Hong had never called the number he left behind.

Firstly, Ye Hong did not have the time. Secondly, Ye Hong did not seem to need to cooperate with Jiang Guchan, so he put this matter to the back of his mind.

What business does this old man have with me?

Ye Hong frowned slightly and picked up the phone.

"Kid, did you forget about me in Java if I didn't look for you?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Guchan's vigorous voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

This explosive voice reminded Ye Hong of the grandfather of Longchi Village, Ye Zhonglv.

A sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

Ye Hong smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Elder Jiang. There have been too many things going on recently. I forgot to come and disturb you.

"May I know what business do you have with me?"

Jiang Guchan's serious voice came from the other end of the line. "I would like to invite you to join the Association of Ancient Medicine of Jiangnan Province."

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