The long night is long, the tide of love is surging, the excitement is lingering...

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On the day of Rong Shuai's 100th birthday, Rong Shao specially invited Milan's top photographer to come to S city to take family photos.

That day, the leader of the Jiang family, Changjiang Tianxiong, also came.

Seeing that the little guy was quite arrogant like Rong Yan, he was so happy that he wanted to hug his great-grandson. "Look at my great-grandson. He is just like his father. He is so handsome. He is so handsome." ,Hahaha……"

Jiang Tianxiong, who is about the same age as Mr. Rong, has developed a domineering and restrained temperament in the department. Right now, holding the little guy in his arms, smiling so hard that no one can see his face. Anyone can see that the old man is really serious. Very happy.

Even though he doesn't want to see Mr. Rong, Mr. Jiang is still here for the sake of his great-grandson and grandson's wife. The elder decided to put aside the past for the time being and give his great-grandson face.

Mr. Rong knew that his son had done something stupid and he was sorry for his daughter-in-law. His daughter-in-law's father didn't want to see him, so he had nothing to say.

Now, for the sake of the great-grandson, everyone can temporarily put aside the past and get along harmoniously, which can also be regarded as an opportunity to untie the knot.

Young Master Rong hugged Luo An Ning and walked to Mr. Jiang and introduced him: "Grandpa, this is An Ning. An Ning, say hello to grandpa. When he was suspected of intentional murder, grandpa secretly helped to manage many relationships."

Hearing this, Luo Anning felt grateful in her heart. She bent slightly and said hello solemnly and respectfully: "Hello, grandpa, thank you for trusting me before, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to clear my name."

Mr. Jiang looked at Luo An Ning with his shining eyes. Although this child was beautiful, he was not just a vase with a beautiful appearance. His words and the confident look between his brows won his heart.

He chose this grandson-in-law well, he likes it!

"One family does not talk about two families. I, the grandson-in-law of Jiang Tianxiong, don't say that I didn't kill someone intentionally. Even if I did kill someone and set a fire, no one can touch you in the slightest." The Jiang Jiajun and the political family are not joking.

The political world plays with scheming and means, while the ministries play with real power and real power.

The descendants of the Jiang family are all in the army, and their influence is even more intertwined. The water is much deeper than what appears on the surface.

Luo Anning laughed. After hearing this, Young Master Rong rubbed his wife's head: "Look, grandpa loves you so much."

Luo Anning raised her delicate chin proudly: "That's because I attract people's pain, mom said."

"Hahaha...yes, yes, our girl An Ning is so annoying!"

Everyone was amused by her words.

At this time, Butler Zhang hurried over and said, "Chief Jiang, the photographer said it's time to change the young commander's clothes."

David, a well-known photographer in the photography industry, came to S city with his team to take a family portrait in Rong Mansion.

The adults have all changed into their clothes, and now it’s just the little one who is still a hundred days away.

Jiang Tianxiong raised his eyebrows: "What do you call my great-grandson?"

Butler Zhang was confused and repeated: "My name is Young Master, Young Marshal. Mr. Jiang, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Why are you called Young Marshal?"

Butler Zhang looked embarrassed: "This..."

Mr. Rong laughed loudly: "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with our Rong family's great-grandson calling him a young marshal? Is it possible that he violated military regulations?"

Talking about the title of Rongshuai, Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua, An Ning and Young Master are naturally called Xiaoshuai, but the servants call them Xiaoshuai and Young Master.

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