At the same time, Qin Ting, who was experimenting with new dishes in her newly purchased courtyard house, was suddenly called out by her bestie and couldn't help but sneeze.
Xi Lang happened to walk into the yard and thought she had a cold, so he quickly took off his military uniform and put it on Qin Ting.
Qin Ting saw that he was smiling, with joy in his eyes and eyebrows. She couldn't help but be curious and asked him what good thing had happened?
Xi Lang asked her to guess.
She guessed several times but failed to guess the correct answer, so she gave up out of spite.
Xi Lang gently put his arms around her waist from behind: "Tingting, I was admitted to the military academy in Beijing. Since we're in the same city, I can come to see you often in the future."
Qin Ting was so surprised that she was stunned.
"I've never heard you were applying to a military academy before!" She turned in his arms, looked up into his eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with joy, "Why so sudden..."
Xi Lang's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the girl's beautiful lips.
"Tingting, I can only get closer to you if I work harder and get admitted to the military academy in Beijing!" he whispered with a tender tone.
Qin Ting had once said these words to Xi Lang, and now he returned them to her.
Having such an outstanding girlfriend, he also has a sense of crisis, okay?
The two of them were bored for a while, and Xi Lang helped Qin Ting study the recipe. After they were done, he took her to buy clothes.
"Grandpa is hosting a banquet at home tonight and invites you and your whole family to join us."
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Feng Jingrou had received a call from Xiao Yue a long time ago and knew that she would be visiting the Yun family tonight.
She followed Qin Zheng and Qin Anan, her eyes scanning every stall in the open air, wondering what gift to bring for the old man.
The old man is of a very high status and has no shortage of daily necessities. If you can give him a rare antique, he should like it, right?
Unfortunately, she knew nothing about it and could only rely on An An.
Qin Anan walked along and saw a lot of things, both real and fake, but nothing caught her eye.
A little disappointed.
Ma Jiajia took them directly to the store where she worked.
The shop where she worked was very big. The owner was a man who looked to be in his thirties. He was fair-skinned and gentle, and looked very cultured.
He was very kind to people. When he heard that they were Ma Jiajia's friends, he let them look around the store and gave them discounts if they liked anything.
Ma Jiajia smiled slightly: "Brother Wu, I have to recommend it to the guests!"
When the boss heard her words, he knew that she was very close to the Qin family, and said with a smile: "Okay, just don't buy all my good things."
With permission, Ma Jiajia picked out several treasures from the counter.
There are Yuan blue and white porcelain, Tang tri-colored glazed pottery, and ancient coins from the Warring States Period...
Qin Anan used the super-god system to identify them, and each one was authentic and of great collection value.
[Okay, Sister Jia Jia is one of us, we can get along!]
She chuckled, hugged all the things in her arms, and urged Qin Zheng to pay.
Qin Zheng was not vague and asked Ma Jiajia to settle the bill and paid 8,000 yuan in one lump sum.
Qin Anan: [Twenty years later, these 8,000 yuan will become 800 million yuan.]
Qin Zheng was glad that he was sitting at the moment, otherwise he would have been shocked by the "eight hundred million" and fallen down.
What kind of treasure is his little An An?
He secretly decided that all the family money would be given to An An to manage in the future, which would definitely earn more than what they could make from business.
While the transaction was in progress, a middle-aged man with a Hong Kong accent came into the store and started chatting with the owner as soon as he entered.
He seemed to be a regular at this store and talked about all sorts of topics.
As we chatted, the topic turned to the recent news in Hong Kong Island.
"Hey, have you heard? Something happened to the wealthy Huo family in Hong Kong."
Shop owner: “What happened?”
"You haven't heard of this? The news in the mainland is still blocked."
"Mr. Huo passed away a while ago. It hasn't been long since then, and his eldest son was hacked to death. Tsk tsk, I heard the scene was horrific..."
The man took out the tabloids he brought back from Hong Kong Island and shared gossip with the owner.
Qin Zheng stood aside, his hand holding the Yuan blue and white porcelain suddenly tightened, his mind suddenly exploded and went blank.
"Look here. Mrs. Huo tragically lost her husband and two children within a month. Heartbroken, she donated all of the Huo family's assets and retired. Do you know how much the Huo family's assets are?..."
The man was still gossiping, but Qin Zheng couldn't hear anything.
He snatched the newspaper and saw on the news page the news that Huo Jingmo was attacked by his enemies and died tragically on the street.
Qin Zheng's throat seemed to be stuck by something, unable to move it up or down, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Huo Jingmo fed him poison, so logically, he should hate Huo Jingmo.
However, perhaps because of their blood relationship, Qin Zheng still felt a little sad when he heard the news of his death.
In fact, from the moment Huo Jingmo let him go home, he knew that his blood brother didn't really want to kill him. Otherwise, he could have killed him without any reason.
Feng Jingrou looked at Qin Zheng with concern, and gently placed her hand on the back of Qin Zheng's hand.
Qin Zheng's eyelashes trembled and he returned the newspaper to the Hong Kong guy.
Seeing his reaction, the man was very interested: "Do you know anyone from the Huo family?"
Qin Zheng: “…I don’t know him.”
He held Qin Anan in his arms and walked out of the antique shop filled with the scent of rosewood.
The fresh air of the motherland lingers between my nostrils again.
As Ji Jie's only blood relative in this world, he thought for a moment and decided not to go to Hong Kong Island to visit her.
From her action of donating all the assets of the Huo family, it can be seen that Ji Jie has given him the answer.
She followed his wishes and stopped forcing him to recognize his ancestral roots.
Let him live the life he wants.
But, his perfect life may, just maybe, probably... only have less than a month left?
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