"Live broadcast? Live broadcast on me?" Ye Fang stood up suddenly, ready to explore the luminous box. What if this is a killer sent by the enemy?

"Great-grandfather, live broadcast means that many people watch us and we bring them happiness."

Ye Qianyi was also startled by Ye Fang. At a certain moment, she felt great pressure and quickly explained.

"It's impossible. If there were people watching us, I would have discovered it long ago."

Ye Qianyi couldn't laugh or cry.

This scene was also seen by netizens in the live broadcast room, and the barrage skyrocketed again.

[Did you see that the old man stood up just now, making people feel something inexplicable? There is a word to describe it. 】

[That’s called momentum. I’m afraid you haven’t graduated from elementary school, haha.]

[People of the Ming Dynasty don’t tell secret words, I am a fan of the old man.]

[Old man, you can teach us some lessons. I also want to be like you when I turn 100. 】

[Shameless, first you can live to be a hundred years old. 】

[Old man: Let me see your face, you should prepare for the funeral. 】

[Anchor, please forgive me, you are blocking me from admiring the old man’s peerless face.]

Ye Qianyi finally comforted her great-grandfather. When she returned to her seat, she immediately found that fans were asking to see the old man. She immediately lost the desire to continue the live broadcast. Although her great-grandfather was in the mirror, her live broadcast popularity soared, but she knew

These water friends are not here for her.

"Since you don't want to hear me sing or watch me dance, then today's live broadcast will end here."

[Farewell, anchor, you don’t have to sing the songs, you don’t have to dance the dances, but the old man must be here!]

[Yes, the old man seemed to be a man of stories, and I suddenly wanted to listen to him tell stories.]

【I want to learn handstand push-ups from him.】

[Idiot, I’ve already told you, that’s Shaolin One Finger Zen, and ordinary people can’t learn it. 】

.....

"My great-grandfather just came home today. It's almost twelve o'clock now. Can't you respect your elders? If anything happens to my great-grandfather, you will be responsible."

After saying that, Ye Qianyi decisively stopped the live broadcast. Although she saw that many people bought large gifts before and after the broadcast, money was not as important as her great-grandfather's health.

"Great-grandfather, my grandson will help you go back and rest."

"My dear grandson, actually I'm not sleepy at all. I can stay up all the time."

Ye Fang could feel that she closed the box called the live broadcast for the sake of his own health. This thing seemed to be quite important to his great-grandson. In addition, he had just used his magic to explore it. The live broadcast box was a dead thing, except that it would release some

Except for harmful energy, it will not really cause harm to the great-grandson's body.

"Great-grandfather, please stop joking with me. There are people who don't sleep." Ye Qianyi feels that her great-grandfather is good in all aspects, but sometimes he talks nonsense, but this is normal for a centenarian, so she

I have to take care of my great-grandfather more seriously.

"I didn't see the joke." Ye Fang frowned, "I think that live broadcast box is very interesting to me. If it is helpful to you, I can cooperate with you."

Ye Fang has already made up his mind that he must make his great-grandson live happily and make up for the regret of leaving his descendants behind to go to Kunlun Mountain to practice Taoism alone.

"Okay, great-grandfather, if you are interested in the live broadcast, I will call you during the live broadcast tomorrow, but now you have to listen to me and go to bed."

Ye Fang couldn't resist Ye Qianyi, so she had to help her back to the master bedroom, get on the bed, lie down, and be covered with the quilt all at once. It felt so good to think that he, a noble Nascent Soul cultivator, could be controlled like this.

The Tao is ruthless, but people are sentimental.

"Great-grandfather, please go to sleep now. We will move to a bigger house tomorrow."

"good."

Ye Fang closed his eyes obediently.

Seeing that her great-grandfather seemed to be asleep on the bed, Ye Qianyi carefully exited the room, gently turned off the light and closed the door.

Back in the second bedroom, Ye Qianyi lay on the bed and did not fall asleep. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and contacted her best friend Zhao Bingran. She was a real rich second generation. If she wanted to find a big house as quickly as possible, she was the most reliable person.

It was a crime, and she only told Zhao Bingran about her great-grandfather.

Ye Qianyi: I have received my great-grandfather, but the old man is not used to living in an elevator room. I want to find a bigger and quieter place for him to take care of in his old age.

Zhao Bingran: Are you sure?

Ye Qianyi: Well, I’m sure, my father left me a photo, and my great-grandfather looked the same as the person in the photo.

Zhao Bingran: Congratulations on having a relative again. If it is older and quieter, I have a villa on the outskirts of the city, which should be more suitable for the elderly. And now I live alone, so you can come over and be my companion.

Ye Qianyi: I'm afraid this is bad, we will disturb you.

Zhao Bingran: Do we still care about this in our relationship? I can't watch you take your great-grandfather to rent a house. In a word, your great-grandfather is my great-grandfather. I will drive to pick you up tomorrow.

Ye Qianyi thought for a while and decided to accept the help of her best friend. After she saved enough money and could afford a house that met her great-grandfather's requirements, she would move out.

"Okay, I know the place. I'll take a taxi with my great-grandfather here tomorrow."

"good."

...

...

the next day.

On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, in the Splendid Jiangshan Villa District, Villa No. 9.

Ye Qianyi helped Ye Fang slowly walk to the front of the villa, while Zhao Bingran was already waiting at the door, and immediately came up to him when he saw someone.

"Xiaoyi."

"Bingran."

One is sweet, the other is gorgeous, two beauties with very different styles embrace each other.

Cough cough~ Ye Fang coughed lightly at the side. Ye Qianyi quickly helped Ye Fang up again and introduced:

"Bingran, this is my great-grandfather."

Zhao Bingran's eyes quickly shifted to Ye Fang, an old man in a robe and mandarin coat with white beard and hair, and quickly held Ye Fang's other hand, "Old man, let's go in."

"Yeah." Ye Fang nodded.

The three of them entered the villa together.

"I heard from Xiaoyi that you have always helped her like a family member. Thank you, old man." On the way Ye Fang came, Ye Qianyi had already told him about the relationship between the two of them. They were college classmates, roommates, and best friends.

, one is an anchor, and the other is the owner of a brokerage company.

"Old man, where are you talking? Although Xiaoyi and I are not biological sisters, I have always treated her as my own sister and taken care of her. This is my responsibility as a sister, so you're welcome."

Zhao Bingran shook his head and said.

"Old man, Xiaoyi and I are sisters, so how about I call you great-grandfather too?"

"Can."

Ye Fang smiled and nodded.

"Since you also call me great-grandfather, I will also give you a greeting gift. This is the title deed of an eight-door courtyard in Yanjing. I used to use it to store debris. I hope you won't dislike it."

Ye Fang took out a written deed from his arms.

"Yanjing Siheyuan, or Bajin, is it real or fake?"
Chapter completed!