The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 2117 This is just an illusion

Qin Youxuan didn't stay in Ye's house for too long.

Knowing that Ye Mingmei was fine, she left soon.

……

The car is on the way to the private villa.

"Young Mistress, I just received the news that Yu Xiuzhun has formally proposed to the court to conduct a notarized auction of Shan Rong's inheritance, and the time is set in more than a month."

Yao hung up the phone and said respectfully.

In just over a month, it will be three months since Shan Hanxi passed away.

At that time, Yu Xiuzhun can completely supervise the donation of Shan Rong's legacy as a trustee.

"He's been dead for more than a month, time flies so fast."

Qin Youxuan's eyes darkened slightly, "Is there still a lot of actions from the Yu family during this time?"

"Before, he moved frequently, but I don't know what happened. For the past seven days, Yu Xiuzhun hasn't moved at all, and the people following him can't find his whereabouts. I don't know what he is doing."

"Seven days..."

Qin Youxuan frowned.

I don't know if she was thinking too much, it has been exactly seven days since Ye Mingmei hung up on her phone.

She also admitted that she was with Yu Xiuzhun.

In other words, Yu Xiuzhun's peace during this period has something to do with Ye Mingmei?
"Yu Xiuzhun is both good and evil. No one can guess what he is thinking. Maybe it's just an illusion."

Yu Xiuzhun has reported to the court, which means that the Yu family will never back down in this business war.

"Did Shan Hanjie know?"

"Young master Jie knows, but he doesn't seem to take it seriously..." Yao said distressedly.

Compared with Yu Xiuzhun, Shan Hanjie's thoughts are more difficult to guess.

It's the moment of life and death for Shan's group. Not only is Young Master Jie not in a hurry, but instead he concentrates on staying in the villa and taking care of the young master.

This father-son relationship is so deep that even Yao couldn't believe his eyes, afraid it was an illusion.

"I asked someone to check Mofeng's whereabouts for me. Is there any news?"

"Not yet. Young Master Jie feels that he is no longer in Washington DC and is searching in a larger area." Yao said, and parked the car firmly at the entrance of the villa.

From a long distance, Qin Youxuan saw Shan Hanjie in the yard.

Wei'an's body was standing beside the swing frame, with one hand propped on the railing of the swing frame. At his feet, a soft figure was circling around his calf.

Just when he was about to fall, Xiaopang immediately hugged Shan Hanjie's calf with his hands.

Looking up at Xiaojun's face, Shan Hanjie.

"Dad is bad, mom doesn't love... baby is good, mom loves..."

"What did you say?" Shan Hanjie's eyes darkened, and he gave him a sidelong glance.

The little guy quickly changed his words, "Father is also good, and mother loves it."

Count him acquainted!

Shan Hanjie held his collar with one hand, and put the little guy on the swing, "Sit still, if you fall down, you will turn into a pig's head, even your mother won't recognize you."

Hearing this, Xiao Tingye's whole body trembled, and he quickly stretched out his hand to hold the rope tightly.

He needs to be handsome, and his mother won't recognize him!

"mom!"

As soon as the little guy turned his head, he saw Qin Youxuan coming in from the gate, and he was so excited that he wanted to run over to greet him.

In the end, he forgot that he was still sitting on the swing, swayed his small body, and fell directly to the grass below.

"Wow--"

The tragic cries immediately resounded throughout the private villa.

"There's nothing to cry about, I won't kill you if you fall." Shan Hanjie froze for a few seconds before recovering, reached out and picked up his small body lying on the ground, told him to stand upright, and patted his body. blades of grass.

(End of this chapter)