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Listening to Xie Limo's words, Qin Huailing suddenly felt that the imperial capital would not be calm soon.

In fact, the imperial capital has never been calm, but it has always been secretly mocking and surging, but if Xie Limo goes to the imperial capital Tianjing City, the waves in the shadows will be visible

At least against Xie Limo, he will pull up those families who are dangerous to Yun Bixue.

But after thinking about it, Xie Limo is rational in doing anything, after all, the king of North Xie Nan, the north of country A was originally manipulated by the Xie family, but hundreds of years have passed, and everyone has long forgotten the power of the Xie family, and they have become accustomed to controlling everything.

Just like many wealthy families in Ning'an City, they have always controlled Ning'an City, and suddenly one day the Xie family accepts it, and they don't want to admit it, so they can only be shuffled.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Huailing has realized that country A is the world of the king of North Xie Nan, and if the forces of the imperial capital Tianjing City are not satisfied, they may be shuffled by Xie Limo in the end.

Of course, this process must be more intense than Ning'an City, but he was suddenly very excited in his heart.

He spoke: "I also want to go to the imperial capital Tianjing City in the future." As she spoke, Qin Huailing looked at Xie Limo deeply, her eyes firm.

Xie Limo glanced at Qin Huailing and nodded.

It's just this nodding action that reassures Qin Huailing.

He also wants to go to Tianjing City, everything the Yuan family did back then, how could he just say it, and for so many years, he has been thinking about whether the Yuan family used his own eldest lady to approach him, whether he had calculated everything at the beginning

But none of this matters, the important thing is that when his leg is healed, he will get everything back.

The days are as usual, plain but also warm, Xie Limo and Yun Bixue are discussing marriage matters in the thin stream of water on weekdays, and they are also sweet.

Bai Yaoyao looked at the two of them, and sometimes thought that in fact, love does not have to be vigorous, this kind of trickle is also a kind of warmth and love.

Since going to Ning'an No. 1 Middle School, Bai Yaoyao's temperament seems to have returned to the past, and she doesn't stay at home all day, but will go out by herself, have a meal and watch a movie.

Sometimes when she walks down the street and sees a familiar car passing by, her heart will suddenly move, and she will look back to take a closer look.

Actually, I think the car is very similar, but it is actually different.

She shook her head and smiled inwardly, how could Duan Yanhao come to Ning'an City, even if it was the same, the car would not be his.

And I don't know what's going on recently, maybe he's also busy, and the two haven't had much contact.

But these don't matter, life still has to start, Bai Yaoyao raised her head, looked at the blue sky, took a breath, and felt that life was actually very beautiful, and she should also come out and go around.

On this day, when Yun Bixue came back from the company, there was no one at home, she thought it was strange, everyone was still there when she went out in the morning

She looked at the time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon, Xie Limo did not allow her to enter the kitchen, so whether she was cooking, or not cooking and waiting for Xie Limo to come back

She called her grandfather, Bilu, and Bai Yaoyao, but no one answered, and she was a little worried in her heart.

Yun Bixue's face turned pale and called Xie Limo, "Li Mo, there is no one at home, I can't get through when I call, nothing will happen."

I only heard Xie Limo's softly reassuring voice on the other end of the phone, "Grandpa, they went out to eat, called me, and I also arranged bodyguards to protect them, don't worry." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.