After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Zhong Yao sent a message to Jiang Bailin, telling him that he had arrived home.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Bailin actually called.

"Ayao, are you busy now?"

"No, what's wrong, Grandpa?"

Jiang Bolin was angry and helpless. "Old Wang, oh, that's your principal Wang's father. This old guy fell down yesterday and broke his leg. Didn't I come to the hospital to see him? He said that my visit was too perfunctory, like a scoundrel, and insisted on having my wine."

This wine is not that wine.

It was a fine wine made by a plant-based winemaker. Jiang Bailin would only drink a little bit when he was particularly happy.

However, Principal Wang’s father did call Grandpa last time to ask where he bought the wine.

It seems that Mr. Wang has been thinking about this for a long time.

"Ayao, I don't trust anyone else. If you're not busy, go get a bottle yourself and come to the hospital to find me. I'll have Butler Jiang pick you up at the door later."

Zhong Yao said helplessly: "Grandpa, is it not good to send only one bottle?"

"Just one bottle!" Jiang Bolin said stingily, "No more, just one bottle!"

"Okay, okay." Zhong Yao didn't argue with him. Grandpa treated this wine as if it were the apple of his eye. He was reluctant to give it to Jiang Tao, so how could he be willing to give two bottles to Grandpa Wang.

She went to the wine cellar, got a bottle, wrapped it up, and went to the hospital again.

Zhang family.

The camera kept moving, and as the live broadcast room became more lively, my cousin finally came to the main hall.

[Damn, a wealthy family! So many people!]

[I'm looking forward to it.]

[What is going on? Why are there so many people? It feels like we are witnessing some big event.]

[Thanks to the host, we are lucky to see this.]

[Where is Song Yaoyun? Has anyone in the family seen her?]

My cousin lowered her head and leaned close to the microphone and whispered, "She will be here soon. She is here to meet the old man of our host family. After meeting the old man, the host family will introduce her to us."

[It sounds like Song Yaoyun has a high status here. So many people come here to get to know her.]

Outside the hall, Zhang Yuanqing walked in first.

He clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, my grandfather has taken cousin Yaoyun to see great-grandfather. Everyone, please be patient and take a seat first."

My cousin couldn't help but ask, "Master Yuan Qing, this Song Yaoyun..."

Zhang Yuanqing turned around, his eyes slightly cold.

"Didn't Grandpa send a message in the family group?"

"Oh, yes."

[Fuck, the pressure from a rich young master.]

[Family members, this demeanor, I just thought I saw my boss.]

[Upstairs, you just thought, but I really saw my boss. Help, why is Mr. Zhang here?]

[What, this handsome guy is actually the boss.]

[The wealthy family is indeed wealthy and powerful.]

Main building.

"Dad." Grandpa Zhang smiled and pushed Song Yaoyun in front of the old man. "Look who I brought with me?"

Almost at the first sight of her, the old man of the Zhang family knew Song Yaoyun's identity.

The children at home have been busy with this matter these days, so how could he not know who the person brought to him is.

The old man of the Zhang family held Song Yaoyun's hand and couldn't stop crying.

"Brother, he still has descendants. That's good. That's great."

Song Yaoyun smiled and shook the old man's hand, "Uncle."

The old man and the young man talked for a long time. It was still Old Master Zhang who felt tired first, so Song Yaoyun tucked the blanket in for him and left.

Mr. Zhang: "Yaoyun, now that you are here, why not meet your family?"

"Okay." Song Yaoyun responded softly.

Main hall.

"Here it comes." said my cousin in a low voice.

[Wow, I feel nervous.]

[It’s all because the host lowered his voice too low. Now I feel like a guilty thief.]

[I'm finally going to meet Song Yaoyun. Let me see how she's different from before.]

There were many people gathered in the main hall. The crowd moved away and Mr. Zhang brought Song Yaoyun to the front.

Song Yaoyun stopped, smiled faintly and bowed slightly to everyone.

[Fuck, is this Song Yaoyun?]

[It’s very different from the photos of him online. Is Song Yaoyun really that good looking?]

[Oh my god, who is this? Is this the tricky and weird Song Yaoyun? She is so gentle?]

[Family, her previous photos all looked like she couldn’t open her eyes. This is the first time I’ve appreciated Song Yaoyun’s looks.]

"This is Yaoyun, the great-granddaughter of my father's eldest brother. We will be a family from now on. I brought her here today so that everyone can recognize her face."

Song Yaoyun nodded gently, "Due to personal reasons, I will be staying in the imperial capital for a while recently. Please take care of me."

[Big news! Song Yaoyun didn’t curse just now!]

[Fuck, the host didn’t lie, Song Yaoyun is actually not what people say online.]

[Oh my god, the rumors about Song Yaoyun being low in EQ and rude have been spread for so many years, but it’s actually false! Then what is true? Tell me what is true!]

[Ah ...

[Fuck, if Song Yaoyun always behaves like that, I’ll definitely be her fan.]

[Host, please don’t go off the air. I want to see how you introduce Songyaoyun.]

[Agree. ]

“Don’t worry.” My cousin checked the backstage data and saw the number of followers and the small gifts in the live broadcast room. She smiled and said, “Don’t worry, the live broadcast will definitely not end. Everyone remember to follow me. I will go over to take a photo and show you a more real her.”

"How about you live in Building 2 for the time being, Yaoyun? The room on the third floor has been prepared for you. I'll take you there to have a look later. If there's anything else you need, just tell your cousin and the others."

Song Yaoyun thought about it and realized that she really needed something.

"I left in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my usual keyboard. I want to ask for the exact address of this place and ask someone to deliver it to your door later."

Mr. Zhang: "Why do you need to spend money? Just tell me what brand and model you want, and I'll have someone send it to you later."

Song Yaoyun opened her mouth. A keyboard was not expensive anyway, so she didn't want to disappoint the old man. She smiled helplessly and said, "I want the Inspiration brand G1074 keyboard. The color doesn't matter. I just hope it can be delivered tonight."

Almost at the moment when Song Yaoyun finished speaking, a patient from the Orthopedics Department of the First People's Hospital of the Imperial Capital suddenly seemed to be possessed by a ghost. He insisted on dragging his crippled leg to buy a keyboard. When he was stopped, he said that there was no time as it was already evening.

Doctors and nurses all tried to stop him, but they couldn't. The patient simply couldn't hear anything and was only focused on buying a keyboard.

"Your leg is about to be put in a cast. Where are you going?"

“Buy a keyboard.”

Doctor, nurse: "..."

So why do you suddenly need to buy a keyboard?