Chapter 1 The Blood Rose

Looking at the delicate face of the Blood Rose, the grandmother was overjoyed, thinking, "Is this my grandson's girlfriend? This figure, this face, truly an outstanding girl."

"Sit, quickly sit."

Grandmother put down the chopped pepper fish head, pulled out a high-backed chair, and warmly invited the Sandaoshan Niangniang to take a seat.

The old hag was slightly stunned. She hadn't expected this old woman to be so hospitable. Shouldn't she ask who the stranger in the house was first?

But it was also possible that Bai Lan had used this body before. Sandaoshan Niangniang nodded slightly, with a natural air of noble elegance, and said, "Thank you!" She gracefully sat down.

*This* girl... Grandmother couldn't help but re-examine Sandaoshan Niangniang. Aside from her outstanding appearance and figure, this girl's demeanor gave Grandmother a very peculiar feeling.

Very elegant, very well-mannered, and at the same time possessing the pride of the social elite... No, not pride, but nobility.

This kind of temperament could not be faked by girls from ordinary families.

Looking at this girl, Grandmother seemed to see a wealthy heiress from the old society, the kind of reserved and noble air nurtured in an environment of luxury and ease, as clear and dazzling as a firefly in the night.

"A girlfriend from a well-off family... Last time he took a rich woman's sports car home... That rich woman was the one who solved Yuanjun's promotion problem. Yuanzi said she was just an ordinary friend..." Grandmother pieced together various information in her mind.

She had questioned her grandson about the "rumors in the neighborhood," but Zhang Yuanqing had flatly denied it, insisting that he wasn't being supported, and that the rich woman was just an ordinary friend.

Thinking of this, Grandmother shouted towards the bedroom, "Yuanzi, Yuanzi, come out for a moment."

She suspected that Yuanzi was still being supported, and she suddenly felt a little angry.

There was no response.

Grandmother pushed open the bedroom door, peeked in, and found that her grandson was not in the room.

"Where's Yuanzi?" she turned to ask the old hag.

The old hag had already gracefully picked up her chopsticks and was tasting the delicious food, ignoring Grandmother's question.

Grandmother thought to herself, "This girl has a bit of a lofty character." "Mom, has that little rascal returned?"

Auntie washed her hands and came out of the room. Seeing the woman sitting at the dining table, eating elegantly, her footsteps paused, then recovered.

She sat down next to the old hag in a generous manner, and nodded, "Jiang Yu'er! What's your name?"

Sandaoshan Niangniang sat upright, without turning her head, and said indifferently, "Bai Lan!"

Grandmother said, "Then I'll call you Lanlan. Yu'er, make a call to Yuanzi and ask him where he's gone to die."

Jiang Yu'er glanced at the old hag, and scurried into the room. A few seconds later, Grandmother heard the ringtone from her grandson's room.

"Well, he didn't take his phone with him. "Beep beep~"

At this moment, the sound of a password being entered came from the entrance.

The security door then opened, and the uncle, dressed in a burgundy suit and black tights, looking like a nightclub patriarch, came over with his wife and son.

Hearing that Yuanzi was bringing his girlfriend home today, the uncle said he was very happy and wanted to meet his future nephew's wife.

The aunt had a bad relationship with Grandmother and originally didn't want to come, but Chen Yuanjun said that Yuanzi's girlfriend was the benefactor who helped me solve my promotion problem.

As soon as the aunt heard this, she said, "Then I have to meet her."

The family of three all focused their attention on the "Blood Rose". The uncle was very satisfied with the Blood Rose's face and figure, feeling that such a beauty was worthy of inheriting the mantle.

The aunt was also very satisfied. As a wealthy heiress, she saw the noble air in Yuanzi's girlfriend that a girl from a small family didn't have.

This aloof, elegant, and noble demeanor must be from a young lady of some wealthy family in Songhai. No wonder she was able to solve Yuanjun's promotion problem.

Chen Yuanjun was stunned.

Wasn't Yuanzi's girlfriend the goddess of the Kangyang District Public Security Bureau?

Wasn't it Guan Ya who drives the blue sports car? Did he change?

"Oh, it's you guys." Seeing that it wasn't Yuanzi, Grandmother greeted everyone to take a seat and introduced:

"Yuanzi's girlfriend, you can call her Lanlan. That dead child Yuanzi, I don't know where he's gone to."

The old hag's limited two days of experience were not enough for her to understand what "girlfriend" meant.

"Never mind him, let's eat first." Grandmother served rice for everyone.

Grandfather looked at the old hag, first sizing her up, then nodding slightly in satisfaction. A smile was squeezed out of his usually stern face, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Lanlan, is it? How old are you?"

The old hag frowned slightly, and for the sake of the food, responded coldly:

"Since this seat was born, it has been more than a thousand years. Cultivation knows no time, and I have long forgotten the specific age."

The air suddenly became quiet.

The expressions and movements of the family instantly froze. Grandfather forced a smile and said:

"What do the elders in your family do?" The old hag said indifferently:

"Human emperors." Grandfather forced another smile and said:

"How did you and Yuanzi meet?"

The old hag had already understood at this point that the Yuanzi they were talking about should be the milk name of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"He woke me up from the stone coffin at the bottom of the mountain god temple." Sandaoshan Niangniang never lied.

The bowl in Grandfather's hand rolled onto the table with a "clang".

The family exchanged silent glances. Even the uncle, who was the best at smoothing things over, didn't know how to respond.

At this time, the Ghost Bride leaned close to the old hag's ear and whispered, "Niangniang, the mortals of the present world do not know about cultivation. Do not frighten them."

The old hag thought to herself, "Those mortals of mine back then also did not know about cultivation, and I didn't see them being frightened."

Not only were they not frightened, but they also sang my praises, built temples and erected statues.

But the old hag still adopted the suggestion of her handmaiden, Bai Lan, and said indifferently:

"It was a joke." The family breathed a sigh of relief.

The uncle laughed and quickly said:

"Lanlan is so humorous. No wonder Yuanzi likes you. That kid also likes to tell jokes. Let me tell you..."

Outside the residential area, Zhang Yuanqing, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, stood on the curb. In the turbulent traffic, he saw the familiar blue sports car.

The distance of less than a hundred meters took the sports car a full ten minutes, stopping and starting, to reach the entrance of the residential area.

Taking advantage of the sports car being stopped by the barrier, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the window, and Guan Ya unlocked the car door.

Zhang Yuanqing got into the passenger seat of the sports car, and while looking at Guan Ya, he smiled and presented the roses:

"For my favorite Sister Guan Ya."

Guan Ya was still a little unaccustomed to it, and with a stiff face, she said "Mm" and hugged the flowers in her arms. She drove with one hand, pretending that she didn't care.

Her outfit today was very interesting: a knee-length beige pleated skirt, a cartoon women's t-shirt, and a pair of white sneakers. She wore no makeup.

She didn't wear any earrings, necklaces, rings, or any other jewelry. Clean, refreshing, simple and sweet.

This at least made her look three or four years younger.

Guan Ya was the standard *yujie* (older woman) type, with big breasts, a narrow waist, and long legs. Her mixed-race face was full of the alluring aura of a mature woman.

The labels that belonged to her were "workplace goddess", "sexy stunner", "older female boss", etc., which had nothing to do with being a girl.

Today, she deliberately dressed herself in a "low age" style, and the purpose was very obvious: to match Zhang Yuanqing's age.

A 21-year-old college student who hasn't officially entered society...

The elders in his family usually fix their impression of his girlfriend on things like "same age", "girl", and "unsophisticated".

Therefore, any element that highlights the charm of a mature woman and the status of a rich woman was directly kicked out, without consideration.

Zhang Yuanqing was very happy, because Guan Ya said she was annoyed, but her body was very honest. She didn't treat today's dinner as something perfunctory.

"Just stop there, that's my family's parking space." Downstairs, Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the parking space at the edge of the green belt.

His family had four parking spaces, two for his uncle's family and two for his grandfather's family. When they bought the house, each household would get a parking space as a gift, but his grandfather felt that two parking spaces were not enough, so he spent money to buy two more.

lingdian.

Knowing how outrageous parking spaces would become later, he should have bought a few more back then!

Grandfather often lamented.

Guan Ya parked the car and left the flowers in the car.

"Hey, take the flowers with you." Zhang Yuanqing, who had already climbed out of the sports car, quickly reminded her when he saw this.

Guan Ya rolled her eyes and ignored him.

The two of them entered the residential building side by side. As soon as they entered the elevator, Zhang Yuanqing saw the silly little guy rush through the elevator door, crying loudly and hugging his leg.

The shrill crying sounded like a baby who had been weaned for three days.

Guan Ya couldn't see the spirit servant, but her keen senses as a swordsman made her turn her gaze to Yuanshi's calf.

"My little spirit servant probably failed at playing a game, and is throwing a tantrum..."

Zhang Yuanqing explained, bent down and picked up the silly little guy. After a simple exchange, he interpreted the truth of the matter from his fragmented "description".

The old hag had returned, and her aura had frightened the silly little guy.

"Finally back." Zhang Yuanqing was relieved. He wouldn't feel at ease if the old hag didn't return for a day.

The deterrent force of this ancient Sun Wanderer was really too strong.

The elevator slowly went up. Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the silly little guy into his stomach to warm him, and quickly put the old hag out of his mind. He took a deep breath and quietly grabbed Guan Ya's hand.

"If you keep touching me, I'll leave!" Guan Ya glared at him fiercely and gently broke free.

"We've even touched the top, what's a little hand-holding?" *Mm*, can't pretend to be a gentleman. Zhang Yuanqing remembered the teachings of his life mentor and grabbed the soft and delicate little hand again.

Guan Ya symbolically struggled for a moment. "Ding!"

The elevator door opened, Zhang Yuanqing led her out of the elevator car, and said:

"My grandmother has been talking about you all day, constantly asking me if you can eat Songhai local cuisine, whether you like salty, light, or spicy flavors. Oh right, my uncle and aunt will also come.

"I'm bringing you to meet everyone today." As he spoke, he entered the password.

Guan Ya quietly took a deep breath. She actually didn't want to come, because Yuanshi's grandmother recognized her. When investigating Lei Yibing's disappearance case, the members of the second team came to visit and collect evidence.

She remembered that the old lady's attitude wasn't good at the time, afraid that they were there to arrest her precious grandson.

As a result, the female police officer who came to investigate became her grandson's girlfriend. What would the old lady think?

*This woman must have seen that my grandson is good-looking, and used her position to secretly take advantage of him.*

Guan Ya felt embarrassed just thinking about it. "Beep beep~"

Zhang Yuanqing finished entering the password, twisted open the security door, and shouted loudly, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!"

He stepped into the entrance hall, looked towards the dining table, and was stunned in place, the smile on his face freezing.

At the dining table, his uncle was holding a wine glass in one hand and picking up food with the other, incessantly talking about Yuanzi's childhood. The old hag ignored him and ate her food on her own.

Grandmother occasionally interjected a few words. Because the "Yuanzi's girlfriend" ignored people, the atmosphere at the dining table was a little awkward.

Seeing that the person involved had finally returned, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked over one after another. The old hag raised her eyelids and looked coldly towards the entrance hall, as pure and elegant as a white lotus flower.

"Yuanzi, where did you run off to? Lanlan has been sitting down for a while now..."

Grandmother was about to criticize her grandson for being insensible when she suddenly noticed Guan Ya, who was being led in behind him, and stopped short, stunned.

The uncle's unrestrained bragging came to an abrupt halt, and he was dumbfounded.

The aunt stared in astonishment, glanced at Guan Ya, and then turned her head to look at "Bai Lan".

Jiang Yu'er, who had been eating her food absentmindedly, saw Guan Ya being led in, and her pretty face darkened.

The apprehension on Guan Ya's face instantly disappeared when she saw the Blood Rose, this Yin corpse, eating elegantly.