Let's get remarried,Mrs.Lu

The stagnant movement in his hand continued. Lu Jingnan ate the kebab and stared at Huo Yuanting. He had never seen that Huo Yuanting had such ability before.

He thought that Huo Yuanting had only the ability to make money and scare people.

Originally, there is such a calm character.

Great.

"Put away your dirty little eyes. I'm not interested in your teasing." Huo Yuanting wiped his mouth and didn't intend to continue the topic.

He has this confidence, let alone that they just met by chance. Even the one who asked Du Yimin to take the initiative to find her, he won't worry.

However, after returning to Cloud City, he will go to meet the smelly boy. Anyway, it's necessary to raise some points appropriately.

After all, it's someone's first love. Even if it's past tense, you'll always scratch a mark in the heart lake.

"Ha ha..."

Lu Jingnan sneered as if he missed him.

He doesn't have that bad taste.

"By the way, didn't you say you have a high level of geography? Where in the ancient capital of Pingle has this name been used, and you haven't found out yet?"

Huo Yuanting came here to see the progress of the project and meet some partners he had never met. He also wanted to see if there was any place in Jingcheng that once used the name of Pingle Ancient Capital.

Lu Jingnan also knew that Huo Yuanting came back this time not only to find a daughter-in-law for himself, but also to find relatives, who were her aunt she had never met.

He is his mother's biological sister and another Princess of Wensheng country.

His grandfather's only wish now is to see the daughter he had to abandon before he died. His grandmother left with regret.

He doesn't want his grandfather to leave with regret, so this time he plans to do his best to find out the little aunt who has suffered since childhood and was forced to make sacrifices, and then their whole family and the current leader of Wensheng country will try their best to compensate him.

Without the sacrifice of his little aunt, there would be no Wensheng country now.

His mother had lived most of her life before she realized that she had a sister.

When he was forced to be abandoned by his parents, he didn't understand why his grandmother always sighed. Now he knows.

Parents without conscience will not feel anything if they abandon their children, but parents with conscience are forced to abandon their children, which will be a lifetime of guilt for parents.

Until death.

His grandfather had planned to hide it all the time, but since he was ill in bed, his grandfather would dream of his grandmother every day. Then his grandfather called all of them back and told such an unforgettable past.

Lu Jingnan has known Huo Yuanting for so long and always thought that Huo's mother was the only princess in Wensheng country. Who knows, there was another one.

If this is still living in this world, it must be a collection of thousands of favorites.

It's just a little hard.

But, as far as he knows, there is only one hint in the ancient capital of Pingle, and there is no other hint. In this vast sea of people, where can I find it.

Grandpa Huo Yuanting's health is said to be really poor. He really doesn't hope for it.

It was the first time in his life that he saw someone who wanted to find his lost relatives with four words.

Can it be simpler?

"Brother, I'm human, not God. Besides, your four words are not only geographical knowledge, but also history. Moreover, it's not official history, but unofficial history, okay?"

Lu Jingnan complained. Besides, Huo Yuanting has another requirement, that is, to do it privately and secretly, and not to make a big fuss.

His friends, he asked them tentatively, do you know if their hometown was called Pingle Ancient Capital at some time in history?

When people of his age were born, their place had changed its simple name. Who can know the old yellow calendar in the past?

People who want to know must be people about the same age as Grandpa Huo Yuanting. The old people of that age are either gone or their memory is disordered.

"Lao Huo, I didn't hit you. Don't expect too much about this." that is, as a brother, Lu Jingnan will tell the truth.

Huo Yuanting doesn't know.

He didn't expect much about it, but he didn't expect nothing at all.

He discussed with his mother. Even if his grandfather is gone when he finds his little aunt, he should burn some of the photos of his little aunt to him and grandma so that they can rest in peace underground.

Their mother and son also thought that in case of this misfortune, their aunt died or something. Anyway, they have considered all kinds of situations. Behind every possibility, they have discussed the corresponding scheme together.

"Yes, it's getting late. Go to bed," Huo Yuanting said.

"There's so much left to eat." Lu Jingnan looked at the table and left more than half of the kebabs.

Huo Yuanting shook his head. "Take your time. I'm an uncle. I still have to take good care of my health. Go to bed early and get up early, otherwise I'll be too old."

Lu Jingnan: "

Men only have one flower at forty. Now they are only thirty and two. They are absolutely authentic flowers and bones. Why do they think they are old?

Until Lu Jingnan thought that Mo Xiaotao was only 22 years old. The age difference between the two was as big as ten years old. In contrast, Huo Yuanting was indeed an uncle.

Considering that Huo Yuanting cares so much about his age for the sake of other people's little girls, it seems that he really cares about other people's little girls.

"Old Huo, you're terrible."

"Go to sleep. I'll fly back tomorrow night." Huo Yuanting gave Lu Jingnan a blow before closing the door.

Lu Jingnan: "

I'll go. This guy is going to leave him and go back to love.

"No, I said Lao Huo, you are such a dull old man. Are you sure you can handle your little girl when you go back tomorrow night? I can tell you that the little girl now can't be dealt with by a wooden pier like you."

Lu Jingnan said, leaning against the door panel and close to his ears, to listen to the movement inside.

As a result, before long, there was a dull noise from the door panel. Huo Yuanting threw the extra pillow on the big bed, followed by Huo Yuanting's curse, "get out."

"Ha ha."

Lu Jingnan smiled and turned away, knowing that Huo Yuanting was angry.

Lu Jingnan left, but Huo Yuanting fell into meditation and seriously reflected. Is he a wooden pier?

In his opinion, Mo Xiaotao is a wooden pier.

I told her more than once that if she wanted to find him, she had a face-to-face confrontation with her predecessor and her face torn friends, and I didn't see her call him.

They all did that, and they didn't see her say another word to him.

This man is more wooden than him.

Finally, Huo Yuanting thought about it. Finally, he took out his mobile phone from under his pillow and dialed Mo Xiaotao out.

No one answered the first time. Huo Yuanting looked at the time. At this time, the normal work and rest of normal people should have fallen asleep.

However, he is Huo Yuanting and Mo Xiaotao is his man. Since he is looking for her, he will catch her even if he sleeps.

Huo Yuanting continued to fight. The second time, Mo Xiaotao was awakened.

She complained a little. Who called so late? She took her cell phone and saw that the boss was displayed on the screen. She turned over and answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Huo." Mo Xiaotao shouted respectfully.

Calling so late, Mo Xiaotao naturally thinks he has something important to do.

"Where is it?" Huo Yuanting asked directly.

Mo Xiaotao is a little speechless. Isn't it just to check the post?

"I'm sleeping." Mo Xiaotao didn't dare to be too specific.

"Where do you sleep?" Huo Yuanting asked in detail.

Mo Xiaotao: "... At... My home, Mr. Huo, I'm sorry. I haven't seen my parents for a while. I miss them, so I came to see them."

"Well, I'll come back tomorrow night. I don't need to prepare dinner. I'll just prepare a snack. I'll go to the supermarket tomorrow to buy something for your parents. Isn't your brother going to school? Take him to the mall to buy some clothes or something. When I'm ready, I'll go back to make a snack."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo." Mo Xiaotao was a little surprised, but he was very grateful to him.

Huo Yuanting hung up and transferred a sum of money to Mo Xiaotao's account.

Seeing the details of the transfer, Mo Xiaotao counted the zeros and his eyes widened.