Just when Xiao Changshan was at a loss, his assistant gave him an idea and let him take what he wanted.

In the evening, Xiao Jinghe just finished the rescue task and received a strange call.

"Hello."

"Is it Miss Xiao Jinghe?" he asked

"I am."

"I'm the custodian of taichan temple. In this way, your father came here today to take away the deposit in your mother's blessing seat. Because it's a special treasure, I need to check with you again to register."

Xiao Jinghe's eyes suddenly cold: "what did he take away?"

"It's a picture."

Her mother did not bury the ashes, but deposited them in the taichan temple. Because her mother loved Mei before her death, her grandfather drew a picture of winter plum and snow, and placed them with the ashes, which was his seal work.

Xiao Changshan actually put his idea on the painting.

After she hung up the phone, she dialed Xiao Changshan's number, but he didn't answer. He probably knew her intention. The phone couldn't get through, so she had to call Zhao Yueying.

"Where is Xiao Changshan?"

Zhao Yueying said nothing.

She lost patience: "I ask you where he is?"

Because of Xiao ruo's incident, Zhao Yueying was a little afraid of her, hesitated and said, "he went to the birthday party."

Xiao Changshan couldn't wait to see the painting as a gift.

She whispered, "address."

Zhao Yueying hummed and sneered, "that's not where you can go."

"Address." She repeated.

Zhao Yueying thought about it and told her, "Lin's family in the military compound." She wished she could go to the wall and touch the ashes of her nose.

Xiao Jinghe hung up and said, "Xiao Song, help me with the aftermath. I have something to go first."

"OK."

She took the car key of the team and ran out. She was still wearing the orange rescue suit. Xiao Song shouted at the back: "Captain, you haven't changed your clothes yet."

She was in a hurry, too late, and drove the fire brigade to the family compound of the Imperial military region.

The guard of the courtyard stopped her. She was in her forties, wearing a camouflage suit, and with a grim expression: "no one can enter without a registered pass."

Xiaojinghe looked up and saw the wall.

She was thinking about the feasibility of going inside the wall. Suddenly, someone behind her called out to her, "Rong Lijia! Rong Li's! "

She looked back and saw the man in the SUV waving at her. She saw him. At the signing meeting of Rongli, Rongli was trapped in the elevator that time, and the man was still arguing to complain about her.

Lu Qidong pulled up to the side of the car and poked his head out of the window: "Rongli's, how are you here?"

This is called

Xiao Jinghe corrected: "my name is Xiao."

Lu Qidong also introduced himself: "are you looking for Rong Li?"

"He lives in it?"

Lu Qidong said in surprise, "don't you know?"

She really didn't know, only knew that Rong Li's family background was extraordinary. She didn't ask for details, Rong Li didn't mention it, and didn't continue the topic. She said, "I can't go in."

Lu Qidong got off the SUV: "I'll take you to recognize your face."

Xiao Jinghe followed him to the guard room at the door.

Just now, the guard seemed to know Lu Qidong very well. He joked, "what's the wind today? Dongzi, you came back so early."

Lu Qidong, dressed in a motorcycle suit, looks like a chubby old man with a smile and a ruffian: "isn't this to celebrate grandpa Lin's birthday? How dare you be late. " He raised his chin, "Lao Tan, this is Rong Li's girlfriend you just won't let in. You should recognize people quickly, but don't stop people any more."

Old Tan looks surprised: "the girlfriend of the sixth child of Rong family?"

"Not really." Lu Qidong laughed seriously. "He's precious."

Tan came out of the guard room and looked at Xiao Jinghe carefully. Seeing her in orange rescue suit, he couldn't help asking, "girl, are you a firefighter?"

Xiaojinghe way is.

Tan Lian said three good ones.

Today is the birthday of Lin's father. All the people in the courtyard have gone. All the people in the military and political circles in the imperial capital have also arrived. Several old leaders in the courtyard are usually very low-key. It's hard to be so lively.

"Often."

"Often."

Several young men in the courtyard were shouting to Huo Changxun to play cards. He waved his hand and went to the side to make a phone call. His face was really bad. He was angry. He was teaching the person on the other side of the phone: "I gave you the card. How can there be more money in it?"

Ji lingran has moved into the villa he prepared for a few days. He left a card for her to spend. She is very kind. Not only can she not move a cent, but also remit money to Li, hundreds a day.

She quit her job of living in seclusion and found a job as a tutor of guzheng. It's estimated that she will spend hundreds of yuan a day on that card."I gave it back to you." The little girl is very stubborn, "I will pay you back that 400000 slowly."

Huo Changxun was angry in his heart: "who let you return it?" Did he send her the money?

"I don't want to owe you," she said

Oh, it's a clean slate.

Huo Changxun sneered: "don't worry, I will sleep back if I don't owe you."

Ji lingran is a serious scholar. Where has she heard such dirty words? She was so angry: "Huo Changxun, you, you --"

'you' for a long time. She can't scold people. She has scolded the most cruel words, and only 'shameless', like a little milk cat who can't even show her teeth and claws.

The more she did, the more Huo Changxun wanted to bully her: "the card on the bedside table, take the flowers now. I will go to do it in the evening if I can't spend it."

The phone was hung up by Ji lingran.

Not only did he get rid of the relationship with him, but also dared to hang up his phone. Huo Changxun was angry and laughed, and touched his chin: "I can't cure you!"

He sent a text message.

"I'll come later and wait."

Next to him, the third of Qi family glanced at him, surprised: "what's your strength with a woman?" Huo Changxun is a real gangster. There have been many women, and they are not serious girlfriends. When he is interested, he will play. When he is tired of it, he will write a check to send him away. Inside and outside, he is a 24K pure slag man.

I've never seen him take so much trouble with any woman.

Huo Changxun took a glass of wine: "do I have any?"

"Qi Xiaosan affirms:" you have

Huo Changxun kicks in the past, jingle, the cell phone receives the debit message, which makes him feel comfortable.

Qi Xiaosan Shan Shan suit pants, no serious: "I heard from Dongzi that Rong Li has been infatuated with a female firefighter recently, is this true?"

Lu Qidong's big mouth.

Huo Chang looked at him coldly: "take care of your mouth. Don't be like a woman."

Qi Xiaosan laughs and gets a face of fresh meat. He is full of rogue spirit: "I was curious. I thought that Rong Li saw through the world of mortals and wanted to escape. Who knew that he had a woman?"

"What about Lin Yingshen?"

Qiu Cong, a young man in the courtyard, is also the questioner. His family background is much worse than that of Huo Chang. He is not very straightforward and has no close relationship.

Qiu liked Lin Yingchen, the stepdaughter of the Lin family since he was a child.

On the contrary, Qi Xiaosan didn't like Lin Yingchen when he was a child. He thought she was too clear and tall, and her eyes were higher than the top. "What's the matter with her?"

Qiu never speaks.

His sister said, "the blind can see that the Lin family wants to marry her to the Rong family."

"Qi Xiaosan hums:" that also must allow the calendar to see to go up

Lin Yingchen lived in the military compound when she was 14 years old. Her mother was second married. Although she followed her stepfather's surname, she was not Lin's family. Her identity was embarrassed.

Han Qingsheng is very beautiful. She is still charming when she is over 50 years old. She was a dancer when she was young. She has a well maintained figure and wears a lavender cheongsam. She is graceful and graceful.

"The first dance, you dance with Rong Li."

Lin Ying frowned: "Mom, don't meddle in his affairs."

Lin Yingshen looks like Han Qing. She has beautiful features, willow eyebrows and Phoenix eyes. She is gentle and graceful. She has some different ancient charm. She is also a dancer. She is the youngest national first-class dancer in the Central Art Troupe.

Han Qing brushed the skirt of cheongsam and sat down gracefully: "I will not interfere. When can you marry into Rong's family?"

Lin Ying's face was cold and displeased.

"Yingchen," Han Qing lowered her voice. No one else could hear her. She smiled gracefully. "I don't say you should understand. There are some dignitaries in this room who can look up to our mother and daughter."

How could she not understand that no matter how beautiful the Lin family is, she doesn't have Lin as her surname. Her stepfather is just greedy for her mother's appearance, but the beauty will have an old age.

When she got up, she smoothed her skirt and went to Rong Li. Yingying smiled, "can I ask you to dance?"

Rong Li sits alone, listless, raises his eyes, and replies with two words: "No."

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