Chapter 1290 (1/2)

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”grandfather Zeng --”

Yang Zimei knocked on the door and entered Zeng Zhenlong's room.

Zeng Zhenlong lies on the bed with his hands covering his heart, pretending to be in a state of pain. He is murmuring.

He is not a good actor.

The play is a little bit lame.

From his chanting voice, Yang Zimei can see that his vocal tract, air flow and lungs are in normal operation.

I'm pretending to be sick.

Yang Zimei frowned, angry and funny.

This great grandfather is over 80 years old, and he still uses this method.

”How do you feel, Mr. Zeng?”

Pretending she didn't know anything, she went up and sat down in front of his bed and asked.

”Niuniu, I had a bad angina just now, and now it doesn't hurt much.”

Grandfather Zeng also sat up, but still pretended to be weak, ”how come you come here so quickly? Isn't it at a friend's house? ”

”Well, it came by car.”

Yang Zimei replied, but in his heart he turned several white eyes.

Just now, she was afraid that his angina pectoris was out of order. She was running as fast as she could.

”Niuniu, do you live nearby? That's why it came so fast? ”

Zeng Zhenlong continued to question with cunning cunning.

”Well, not far.”

”Is it over the first street?”

Zeng Zhenlong said the address directly.

Yang Zimei is aware of the clue.

He asked several times where he lived. Did he realize where he lived?