Chapter 501 My sister is an abandoned woman in the Republic of China (46)

Jing Huan paused, his tone was gentle: "Sister, you don't have to look back and forth, you still have me. Mei Fan and I don't plan to have children after we get married. I will train Yaozu as the heir."

"When I can't protect you, there is Yaozu. Today's era has become much tolerant of women. Sister, you must learn to be confident and look forward."

Jing Siying turned her head, facing the car window, and looked at the lively scene outside.

A line of tears slid from the corners of his eyes and fell on the back of his hands.

......

The black car parked at the gate of Jing Mansion, and Hua Qiong walked into the mansion with a suitcase first.

Jing Siying took Jing Yaozu out of the car and looked at Jing Huan. Her gentle voice was a little dumb: "I understand, I will think about it carefully."

Jing Huan blinked, but unexpectedly, Jing Siying had such a strong ability to accept, but that was fine.

Xie Hongxi's feelings for Jing Siying are not like fakes. There is no annoying concubine in the room, she is a gentleman.

Jing Siying is now working in a hospital, still studying foreign languages, and has acquaintance with Eastern and Western cultures, and is already excellent enough.

If the two of them can really achieve the right result, her mission will be considered complete.

Jing Huan returned to the house and mentioned the matter between Jing Siying and Xie Hongxi to Que Li.

"Even in modern society, divorced women marry unmarried men will be discussed behind their backs. All I can do is prepare more dowry for her."

Apart from the task factor, Jing Huan has been in this world for nearly twenty years and is quite close to Jing Siying. The other party is a gentle beauty, and she has no reason not to like it.

Que Li was behind Jing Huan and used a wooden comb to comb Jing Huan's hair. His slightly curly long hair was smooth and smooth, combed to the end.

"Just decide for yourself, we will leave in decades."

Que Li grew up in the cold palace since he was a child and was bullied by cold eyes. In his world, there was never the word "compassion".

His only exception is Jing Huan.

Jing Huan's words and actions touched his joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The rest of the people had nothing to do with him.

Que Li picked up his headband, his slender fingers were as flexible as a flying butterfly, and he made a beautiful bow with just a few strokes.

Jing Huan turned his head and looked at it, raised his hand to fix the broken hair on his temples: "I may be busy these days. Remember to take someone when you go out, so do you go to Yangfenglou."

The Nancheng was in chaos, and Marshal Wang had already run away. It is inevitable that he would not be too anxious to jump over the wall.

In Jing Huan's subconscious, Que Li is fragile and exquisite white porcelain, which is only suitable for placing it in the house, and it will break if you are not careful.

Que Li didn't explain, and obeyed.

Taking the bodyguards that Jing Huan gave him out was also a way to prove his relationship with Jing Huan to the outside world.

Why not do it?

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"The Feng family bribed the deputy captain of the Overseas Sea and planned to escape abroad. They were caught by our people. After interrogating them together, what did he confess?"

Jing Huan lowered his eyes and smoothed the wrinkles on the cheongsam, and raised his eyes again: "Has he installed nails in our northern city?"

Marshal Xie shook his head, his eyes were filled with anger, like an angry lion: "The Feng family actually colluded with Country B and secretly transported the medicines of the warlords in the Nancheng City to Country B!"

Jing Huan frowned, Feng Menglu's father was so brave that even the people in the country dared to provoke him.

B has been coveting China for a long time, and the wolf's ambition is obvious. This is a rhythm that will be infamous for thousands of years.

"The most urgent task at the moment is not the warlords' melee, but..." Jing Huan said one by one, and finally said, "I'll leave this matter to you, uncle."

When Mr. Xie heard Jing Huan's analysis, he was so anxious that he was sweating and scratched his head.

If the fight really starts, it will be troublesome.

Jing Huan frowned and shouted: "Uncle?"

(End of this chapter)
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