Get rid of the evil husband: there is a fox at home

A trace of nostalgia flashed across Hua Yunrong's face, but she soon returned to normal.

She nodded lightly, and looked at Ji Yueliuhen with burning eyes, "This chess has not yet been decided, if you are free, try again."

Jiyue Liuhen smiled lightly, a strange smile flashed in her dark eyes.

"Okay, then I will take my leave..."

Seeing that he was leaving, Jiang Xueya quickly put down the bowl of porridge, "Mother, Yu'er suddenly feels sleepy, so I won't bother mother here..."

Seeing Jiyue Liuhen go away, the expression on Hua Yunrong's face faded a little.

Without even looking at Jiang Xueya, she nodded and said, "So, you can go back and rest."

"Then Yu'er resigned, and I will come back tomorrow to say hello to my mother..."

"Um..."

With a thoughtful expression on Hua Yunrong's face, she kept staring at the chessboard that was pushed aside.

Seeing this, Jiang Xueya could already confirm some things in her heart.

Her face changed slightly, she got up and saluted, and then left.

When she walked out, she saw Jiyue Liuhen leaning against a big tree outside the house.

As soon as she came out, she turned to look at him.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his lips, and the expression on his face was somewhat deep.

Jiang Xueya frowned, and said to Xian'er, "You wait for me here, I want to ask Mr. Liuhen something..."

Xian'er knew that she hated Lonely Moon Flow Mark very much.

On weekdays, I don't want to say a word.

Now she went to find him on her own initiative. . .

She felt strange in her heart, looked at the two of them, nodded and said, "Yes."

Jiang Xueya stepped up to the front of Jiyue Liuhen.

She frowned, and asked straight to the point, "Are you playing Hua Yunrong's idea?"

Jiyue Liuhen smiled lightly, stroked her chin twice with her fingers, and looked down at her, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"You know her identity, but you still want to provoke her. Do you want to vent your dissatisfaction and hatred in this way?" [

He snorted coldly, his dark eyes were stained with an icy smile, and he pursed his lips and said, "Who doesn't like good-looking women?"