After the earthquake, Anbu and Jian Ningxuan went to the front line and participated in the rescue operation with other volunteers.

The two established a reserve material warehouse in the disaster area, one responsible for counting scarce materials and the other responsible for purchasing and distributing them wherever they need them. Later, many donated materials were transported here, and they recorded them uniformly and distributed to various areas.

In just one month, the two spent nearly 10 million, and did their best to help the affected people. The same was true for other volunteers, regardless of national boundaries, gender, and contributed their meager strength to the same goal.

A month later, An Bu and Jian Ningxuan left Longteng City. It was not that they voluntarily, but were invited by a big man to have tea.

Although Jian Ningxuan's hacking skills are superb, he is still not good enough in front of the country. Coupled with the actions of Jian's father, it is basically impossible to conceal the posts.

Anbu was very calm. Before deciding to predict the earthquake, he was ready to be targeted by the relevant departments.

"Don't be afraid." Jian Ningxuan shook her hand and comforted her softly.

"Yeah." I haven't seen any big scenes of the old corpse? I'm fearless.

An Bu and the Jian family were taken into a spacious reception room. A boss in his seventies sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at them with a kind face.

In the entire reception room, except for a few guards, there was only one big boss. Judging from this posture, it was obvious that he wanted to have a private chat.

The three of them greeted the boss respectfully. The boss waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, sit down, let's talk casually."

It’s okay to chat casually, but the problem is that the person you are talking about is not "causual" at all.

The father and son of the Jian family sit upright and try to be more solemn.

The boss was very easy-going, saying that he was just a casual chat, but he really was a casual chat. I just mentioned the matter about earthquakes by the way, which roughly means that if there are any predictions in the future, they will be asked to say hello in advance and the official will take into account the operation. He did not mention any words about why she was able to accurately predict earthquakes.

Until the conversation ended, the Jian family and his son were confused and did not expect that the boss would just expose it gently. Although the earthquake forecast saved many people, the forecast method was not in line with the rules, and it was inevitable that someone would follow suit in the future, causing social panic. Even if the boss didn't blame him, it would be necessary to hit him a little, but he actually mentioned it all and didn't even ask about the reason.

Just as they were about to leave, the boss suddenly said, "Miss An, stay for a while, I want to chat with you in private."

Jian Ningxuan looked at An Bu worriedly with his eyebrows slightly closed.

"Don't worry." The boss smiled, "I won't make things difficult for your lover."

Jian Ningxuan's expression was not relaxed at all. He bowed to him stiffly and walked out of the conference room slowly.

Anbu watched them leave, then looked at the old man above the top, guessing in his heart what he left him for.

Unexpectedly, he only said three words, just three words forced her to reexamine the old man in front of her.

"You Zimo."

You Zimo? You Zimo???

This seems to be her pseudonym fifty years ago. She no longer remembers what her identity is, but she just saw it when sorting out the identity directory.

"You Zimo is my former college alumnus. I wonder if you know him?" The old man looked at her with a gentle face, and a meaningful light flashed in his eyes.

Anbu: "!" There is a future boss among her college alumni?

She seemed to have become a lot of second-generation officials back then, but most of them are no longer there. No, they may not be no longer there. Isn’t this person in front of me living well? He is in his seventies and is as energetic as an old man in his fifties and sixties.

If those classmates were still alive and had been working hard in the officialdom for decades with their abilities and family background, wouldn’t many of them have become big bosses?

Thinking of this possibility, An Bu was rarely stunned. His current expansion seemed a little amazing.

However, she quickly returned to peace. What does this have to do with her current identity? The big guys may not be able to recognize her as You Zimo from the past, at most they just think she is like her.

"My memory is very good." The boss poured Anbu a cup of tea with his own hands, "especially those whom he once admired."

Anbu: "!!" Is it appropriate for you, a guy as big as you, to say such things?!

"Try it. My tea brewing skills were taught by Senior Sister You Zimo." The boss smiled and picked up a cup of tea and savored it leisurely.

Anbu: "!!!" What did you do back then?!

Anbu felt that he could not continue to be led by the rhythm, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip, commenting: "It's a bit rough."

"There is no choice. I am too busy. If I have someone below to do the tea making, my skills will naturally become unfamiliar."

Anbu looked at his white hair and was speechless.

The boss calmed down and turned to Anbu and said seriously: "I'll keep you here, just want to ask you something."

An Bu was excited and said to himself: The main topic has finally come. Is he trying to ask about the earthquake or her identity?

"Would you like to recognize me as your fucker?"

Hum? What? Grandpa? This is what you are asking???

An Bu stared at him and uttered a word: "No."

"Hahaha." The boss looked as expected, "What a pity."

Anbu: What a pity that yarn! Do you dare to pay attention to your current identity? Do you recognize Grandpa casually? You don’t take advantage of her like this!

"Forget it." The boss waved his hand, "I have confirmed everything that should be confirmed. Go back so that your lover will not be able to wait and break in and grab people."

Anbu put down the teacup and stood up: "Then I will say goodbye." After a pause, he added, "Thank you for your tea."

The boss laughed a few times.

Anbu turned around and walked towards the gate. When he was about to reach the door, there was another complaint behind him, "... Didn't you agree to be a single noble for the rest of your life?"

Anbu: "…"

Walking out of the conference room, Jian Ningxuan immediately came up and glanced back and forth on her, as if he was worried that she would have a small piece of meat.

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay." An Bu smiled, "The leader is very kind and said he wants to accept me as his fucking granddaughter."

Jian Ningxuan: "!"

Father Jian: "!!"

"Haha, kidding, you really believe it." Anbu took Jian Ningxuan's arm and said, "Let's go, go home."

Starting today, the old corpse is also a person with someone above.

The prophecy post passed in a calm and smooth manner, and the process was unexpectedly smooth.

Jian’s father still had affairs to deal with, so he did not leave with Jian Ningxuan and the others. When he was separated, Jian Ningxuan sincerely thanked him. Jian’s father took a considerable risk in this matter. Although he was usually distant, he gave unreserved support at critical moments, which touched Jian Ningxuan quite a lot.

Father Jian said nothing, nodded and left.

Anbu looked at his back and said, "Mr. Jian, your father has a bad heart. Remember to remind him to go to the hospital for a check-up."

When we met last time, she saw the source of death in Jian’s father’s heart. If she was not careful, she would likely die of heart disease in the future.

Jian Ningxuan's face was slightly dark, and he carefully remembered this matter in his heart.

The two of them did not stay in the capital for too long and flew back to Huangdu by plane.

After washing up at night, the two leaned against the bed and watched TV.

Jian Ningxuan endured it, but in the end he couldn't help but feel curious and asked about the chat content of An Bu and the boss.

"You really want to know?" An Bu glanced at him.

Jian Ningxuan nodded.

"I'll tell you tomorrow." She had to go and read the diary first.

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

Why have to wait tomorrow? I can’t sleep well at night!

Anbu noticed his little emotion, turned over and sat on his lap, hooked his neck: "Mr. Jian, the night is long, are you sure you want to waste your time on the stories that the boss and I have to tell?"

Jian Ningxuan's eyes darkened and he said in a low voice: "Madam Jian, do you have any better suggestions?"

"Emm...How about trying the double scissors and mountain-chipping axe-opening style?"

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

"You know you have never heard of it after looking at your appearance." Anbu looked like an old driver, "Wait, I'll look at the guide first."

Jian Ningxuan: You actually don’t know either!

Anbu picked up his cell phone, poked it out, found the peerless secret book, and studied it with the cat owner.

After the two of them understood each other, they immediately began to practice in depth and thoroughly...

A few rays of morning light shone through the window and shone on the spacious big bed. Jian Ningxuan slowly opened his eyes and turned to see Anbu lying beside him, as if he was still sleeping, but he knew that she didn't need to sleep.

Looking at the time, it was already past 9 o'clock, Jian Ningxuan was a little surprised. This seemed to be the first time An Bu was lying in bed for so long. She had said before that if she maintained a certain position for a long time, her body would be stiff.

"By step." Jian Ningxuan changed lightly.

"Um..." An Bu rubbed the soft pillow, lazily not wanting to open his eyes at all.

Jian Ningxuan's eyes flashed with surprise, he reached out and pinched the back of her neck, and asked, "Bbu, are you asleep?"

Anbu leaned into his arms, unconsciously hugged his waist, and his cheeks pressed against his chest.

Jian Ningxuan felt the warm touch from her skin, and then looked at Anbu's rosy cheeks, and always felt that she seemed a little different.

"Good morning, Mr. Jane." Anbu rubbed his eyes, raised his head and showed an extremely satisfying smile at him.

"It's past 9 o'clock, can you get up?" Jian Ningxuan touched her head.

"It's so late?" Anbu turned around and looked out the window, then turned over and sat up, stretched out his beautiful laziness, "Ah, I'm sleeping so well."

The cool morning breeze gently blew the purple curtains, the fiery red roses swayed in the wind, the velvet quilt was soft and warm, everything in front of her was so beautiful, making her feel full of happiness.

"Mr. Jian." An Bu hugged Jian Ningxuan and kissed him heavily on his face, "You are so great!"

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

He jumped out of bed barefoot and said excitedly: "I am going to make twelve desserts today to celebrate Mr. Jane and I completed a 6-hour harmony in life."

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

Anbu kissed the rose in the vase again, and then rushed into the bathroom happily.

Jian Ningxuan raised his lips slightly, and he could clearly feel her happiness. Although he didn't know why she was happy, he couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw her like this.

"Mr. Jane." Anbu poked a head out of the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower, are you coming?"
Chapter completed!