80 Space, the rough guy husband is so sweet after the divorce

"Jingxi is back." Old Master Yun really likes Han Jingxi very much, but it's a pity that his current granddaughter is a fake granddaughter, and the real granddaughter's whereabouts are unknown, and her life and death are unknown.

Han Jingxi smiled and nodded, "Uncle Yun! Dad! We'll talk after you finish playing chess."

Old Master Yun and Old Master Han looked at Han Jingxi as if they had seen a ghost.Are they wrong?This kid can actually laugh?This is a spectacle.

Old Master Han put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box, waved to Han Jingxi with a smile, and motioned him to sit beside him, "Jingxi, what happened to you? Tell us and share with us." .” The son laughed, it was more interesting than playing chess.His son has been stern since he was a child, and it's useless for anyone to tease him.

Han Jingxi walked to Mr. Han and sat down, looked at Mr. Yun, "Uncle Yun! I just want to tell you something."

"Tell me." Old Master Yun picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, looking at Han Jingxi with appreciation and love in his eyes.

"I want to dissolve the engagement." Han Jingxi was firm.

"Pfft!" Old Man Han spit out the tea he just drank, "You bastard, tell me that again." He was excited in his heart, but it's hard to show it. After all, he felt a little sorry for his old friend.His son is so outstanding, that girl Yun Qingxue is not worthy of him.

Old Master Yun was taken aback, "Have you decided?" Yun Qingxue is a fake, if she can't find her own granddaughter, the engagement will have to be canceled sooner or later.

Before, he didn't know that Yun Qingxue was not a child of the Yun family, but now that he knew, he would definitely not let Han Jingxi marry. Of course, if they were in love, he would not stop him, but he believed in Han Jingxi's vision Not so bad.

Thinking of Yun Qingxue, Mr. Yun's eyes revealed a look of disappointment.Not to mention that the child that their Yun family has nurtured for so many years is a counterfeit, he is also so scheming that he and others harmed his own granddaughter.

"It's decided." Han Jingxi nodded affirmatively.He has made up his mind that as long as he wants Song Li in his life, he will only marry Song Li.

"In that case, cancel it."

"Ah?" Old Master Han looked at Old Master Yun in surprise.Did he promise so readily?
Old Master Yun laughed, "Didn't I tell you just now, Yun Qingxue is not my own granddaughter, as for the one I found just now, I don't care." It doesn't matter, after this matter is resolved, they will decide whether Song Shuangshuang will stay or stay.

"Thank you, Uncle Yun." The matter was resolved, and Han Jingxi was also relieved.

Old Master Yun waved his hands with a smile, "Jingxi, do you have someone you like in such a hurry to break off the engagement?"

Thinking of Song Li, Han Jingxi couldn't help but curl his mouth, "You guys play chess, I won't bother you anymore." Now he doesn't want Uncle Yun to know about Song Li's existence, he knows that since Uncle Yun agreed to dissolve the engagement, Even if he knew of Song Li's existence, he wouldn't do anything to her, but the rest of the Yun family didn't necessarily have to.He will not put Song Li in a dangerous situation.

The scene of Yun Junmo looking for Song Li flashed in his mind, and Han Jingxi frowned.If Yun Junmo dared to do something to Song Li, he wouldn't care if he was from the Yun family, he would not let anyone bully Song Li.

Watching Han Jingxi's leaving back.

"Old Han, I can be 100% sure. Jingxi must be in a relationship. I don't know which girl is so capable. Even Jingxi, an iceberg, can melt. I really want to see her." Mr. Yun He reached out and took out a chess piece from the chess box, glanced at the chessboard, and dropped the chess piece on the board.

"I'll always know." Old Man Han was almost dying of curiosity, but he knew his son's virtues, so he didn't want to say that it would be useless even if he pried his mouth open.

"When Jingxi brings him back, he must show it to me."

"it is good."

Father Yun saw Yun Junmo coming back, "How is it? Is she the person we are looking for?" He has been waiting for Jun Mo to come back, wanting to know if that Song Li is Song Shuangshuang's Song Li, his biological daughter .

Yun Junmo shook his head and sighed, "She doesn't want to talk to me, and Han Jingxi is there."

"Why is Han Jingxi there?" Yun Hailing and Father Yun were a little surprised.You must know that Han Jingxi has never dismissed women, and some people even secretly speculate whether Han Jingxi has a problem with her sexual orientation.

Yun Junmo shook his head, "I don't know, but he should be very familiar with Song Li, and they happened to be having dinner together when I went."

"Could it be that Song Li is not the Song Li that Song Shuangshuang said." Yun Hailing learned from Song Shuangshuang that Song Li had only been in Beijing for more than half a month. How could it be possible to know Han Jingxi in such a short time.

"I'll go find her tomorrow." Yun Junmo felt that Song Li was his own sister, and every time he saw her, he felt very kind to her.

"I'll go with you tomorrow." Father Yun couldn't wait any longer, he was eager to see Song Li now.

"I'll go too." Yun Hailing said.

Yun Junmo hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "How is grandma now? Have you taken the medicine?"

"Take it. Doctor Xu said that the medicine is fine and you can take it." Father Yun was a little worried at first, but he was relieved when he saw that his mother had no reaction after taking the medicine.I hope that medicine can cure my mother's illness.

Song Li has been wandering around the antique street for an hour and a half, but she hasn't seen a single genuine product. The water in this antique market is really deep.

"Stop! Don't run."

A person hurried past Song Li, holding a painting in his hand.

The two quickly chased over and stopped the man, "Give us the painting, or don't blame us for being rude."

"I've already said, I don't sell this painting." The man hugged the painting tightly.

"Our boss has already set a price. If you sell it today, you have to sell it, or if you don't sell it, you have to sell it."

"This painting is inherited from my ancestors. I have other paintings at home. I'll get them to you when I go back." The man held the painting and retreated nervously.

Song Li's eyes fell on the painting that the man was holding, and she could see that the painting was surrounded by Yin Qi.It seems that the painting has just been dug out not long ago.

"Amitabha! Donor! Can you show me your painting." As the words fell, two monks, one big and one small, came to the side of the three.

The man hugged the painting a little tighter, seeing the frightened look in the monk's eyes, he quickly took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

The great monk dodged in front of the man, staring into the man's eyes.