Enter the Room

Mr. Jinghu was stunned.

Before meeting Song Jiyun, he had already sent people to find out all three generations of her family. After Song Jiyun came to Beijing, he secretly went to see Song Jiyun in person.

At that time, Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong were walking out of the alley, talking and laughing.

The two of them, one handsome and free-spirited, the other as delicate as a flower, walking side by side with their talented and feminine looks, were like a pair made in heaven.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no serious scholars in the Song family for three generations, and even Song Jiuyun had no serious enlightenment, he would definitely be very happy to have such an outstanding-looking granddaughter-in-law.

You can marry a virtuous wife, and you can only accept sex by taking concubines.

So when he saw Yuan Yunzhong looking at Song Jiyun with tender eyes, he felt a thump in his heart and felt very troubled.

Young men always love colors.

Song Jiuyun's appearance is one of the best.

But if a couple wants to stay together for a long time, they need more than just sex.

Do they have the same temperament? Can words and deeds be communicated with each other? Can you remain generous despite difficult circumstances? are all important.

He also knows Yuan Yunzhong.

The children he has raised by his own hands may be lost for a while, but they will never wake up forever.

When Yuan Yunzhong came to him for help, he agreed without hesitation, but he did not stop Yuan Haoran and his wife from tossing, just to waste time. I want Yuan Yunzhong and Song Jiuyun to get to know each other better, so that they can have conflicts while getting along and find that they are not suitable.

What he didn't expect was that Song Jiyun's skills and abilities far exceeded his expectations.

Yuan Yunzhong also did many things for Song Jiyun that he could not do before.

He keenly felt that if they were allowed to get along for such a long time, they might not be separated, but become indestructible.

When he was thinking about a countermeasure to make Yuan Yunzhong realize that he and Song Jiuyun were not suitable as soon as possible, Yuan Yunzhong came to the door.

Mr. Jinghu looked deeply at Song Jiuyun.

This little girl was sharper than he expected.

She didn't seem to care about the Yuan family and what he thought of her.

Is it because she is sure that Yuan Yunzhong will be on her side, or is it because she is confident?

After all, everyone knows that Yuan Yunzhong is the only son of the Yuan and Wang families.

No matter how fierce the quarrel between them is, whether it is the Yuan family or the Wang family, it is impossible for them to just ignore it.

These thoughts flashed through Mr. Jinghu’s mind.

Song Jiyun had raised his eyebrows at him and said: "After all, it's just that they separated us and were unwilling to bear the crime, which made Mr. Yuan unhappy. I'm a little curious. Since you know Mr. Yuan It's so dangerous to go out of the city, why do you have to take advantage of it? Aren't you afraid of what might happen? Aren't you afraid that because of your inaction, Yuan Yunzhong gets into trouble or even loses his life? "

If it weren't for this, he would have stepped forward to deal with Song Jiuyun long ago.

Mr. Jinghu looked a little ugly.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs!" Mr. Jinghu tried his best to control his expression and make himself look calm and calm. "A descendant who cannot be used by the family and a descendant who cannot be used by me must What’s the use?”

Song Jiyun didn't believe it at all. She smiled and said, "Then don't pretend to be a good person in front of Mr. Yuan?"

Mr. Jinghu’s eyes suddenly became sharp.

Song Jiyun sneered: "You just want to hide me while Mr. Yuan is out of the city, so that Mr. Yuan will believe that I heard the news of his death, left the capital, and fell in love with someone else again. Of course, you must be cruel and agile. Some of them can even kill me and put the blame on the refugees outside the city. However, it's easy to say that those refugees have entered the city. The situation is chaotic and you can't take care of it. Or I insist on going to find him. This trick is effective. .If those refugees don't enter the city, they can only 'make' me worry about his safety and have to go out of the city to find him. But the latter method is not very easy to use. What is lost is always beautiful, if he keeps thinking about me in his heart , what should I do if my wedding is delayed?"

Mr. Jinghu said nothing and stared at her steadily, his eyes a little complicated.

But Song Jiyun knew that he had hit his mark, and said even more rudely: "Should I feel honored or should I feel sad? Thanks to you for being so considerate, you bet my life and death on the safety of your only grandson; Mr. Yuan... Yan, the elder he most admires, respects, trusts and is closest to, a grandfather who is both a teacher and a friend, as if he has been a friend for many years, cannot even have the most basic trust in him. I can't help but feel sorry for him. I feel sad!"

When she said this, she really felt sad.

His eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Mr. Jinghu's expression changed slightly.

Song Jiyun continued to insert the knife into his chest. Sighing: "He was brought up by you. You told him to read, tell him to be a man, and told him to do things. But you never believed in him. Never believed in his choice, never believed in his decision, never believed in him." Let him make his choice. What does he mean to you? What does your earnest teaching to him for so many years mean?"

After Song Jiyun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave without even looking at him: "Don't you just want Mr. Yuan to know that you and the Yuan family are the ones who truly love and protect him, and that you and the Yuan family are his support? You and the Yuan family are the ones who will save him when he is in danger. A woman like me is just a glimmer of moonlight in his romantic life? Okay, then let's make a bet to see who can win. He is someone he can truly rely on, and let’s see who can share the joys and sorrows with him.”

She walked out of Mr. Jinghu's study with her head held high and her body upright.

Mr. Jinghu didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

*

Song Jiuyun, who returned to Xikuoyuan, naturally didn't look too good.

Zheng Quan, who had been worried about her, hurriedly stepped forward to greet her and asked her quietly: "What did the old man tell you? Isn't he trying to make things difficult for you behind your back when Mr. Yuan is not around?"

Song Jiyun said "hmm" noncommittally, but he was thinking about this matter in his heart.

Some people often prefer to go by experience. What if Yuan Yunzhong's grandfather really risked Yuan Yunzhong's safety in order to break them up and lost his hand?

Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.

No matter what Mr. Jinghu's plan was, she couldn't kill the mouse and break the vase.

She had to find a way to ensure Yuan Yunzhong's safety.

Song Jiuyun began to think about the connections he could use.

Yuan Yunzhong is back.

He didn't even have time to change his clothes and came over in court clothes: "We won't have dinner at home later. My sister-in-law heard that we moved here and invited us over for dinner." He was afraid that Song Jiyun would be unhappy, so he explained: "My eldest brother heard that I was going out of the city to resettle the refugees, and he said he had something to tell me. I thought my sister-in-law was a nice person, and maybe I could have something to say with you, so I wanted to take you there with me."

Sticky, looking like he doesn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Didn't you say that when you live with your elders, you need to be careful at dawn and dusk? If we go out for dinner, will Mr. Jinghu be unhappy if he finds out?"