In the beginning, when the old man found a matching heart, he vaguely sensed sothing and delicately advised against the plan when it ca up.
The old man didn’t listen.
There was not much more he could say; the situation had developed into its current state, and probably...
Uncle Guan looked at the old man, determining that it was the wisest decision, but it was not his place to voice that thought.
After all, the young master might spend decades, or even a lifeti, inside.
As for the young mistress, high-spirited and proud, yet impetuous, she couldn’t take that soft approach, and in the end, it was hard to imagine how things would turn out.
If a scandal broke out, she too might—
Noticing Uncle Guan’s expression, the old man realized sothing and didn’t bother to ask further, "Didn’t I tell you to give a heads up? How did they obtain their marriage certificate?"
"That..."
Uncle Guan also didn’t understand how the second young master so easily obtained the marriage certificate.
"Which civil affairs bureau did they go to?"
"Pingyang."
"Have you asked there?"
"I have."
The old man looked at Uncle Guan, lowering his voice, "What did they say over there?"
Uncle Guan recalled the situation and described it again, "The staff there were very adamant, saying that the male and female parties t the conditions for marriage registration, and that others had no right to interfere."
"..."
The old man remained silent.
Uncle Guan stood quietly to the side, taking a step backward.
It was a while before the old man spoke again, "Didn’t you check if there was any background in Pingyang?"
Uncle Guan said quietly, "I checked, but found nothing."
The old man remained silent; finding nothing ant the background was strong, surely soone from above had greased the wheels, otherwise the matter he had ordered would not have been t with such an attitude.
Who was helping Anan?
The old man knitted his brows, "You can leave now, I need to sit alone for a while."
————Yunqi Academy————
Yunshang
Qin Shaojin fiddled with several mahjong tiles, causing a crisp clinking sound, "Huo, it’s strange, where did Huo Jinyun suddenly get so much money from? She ca back to life these past few days."
Huo Jinnan reached out to draw a tile, "It was from ."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire private room fell silent and Yu Zimu, Shen You, and Qin Shaojin all turned to look at Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette, his voice cool and proud, "My mother has been using her father’s heart for many years. After so many years, the money for the heart plus interest, ten billion, should be about right."
Ten billion?
Holy shit!
Yu Zimu stared at Huo Jinnan; even if Huo Jinyun demanded that price, Huo had actually paid it.
Moreover, wasn’t Huo Jinyun’s father long dead? Now he was nothing but a pile of bones, and yet Miss Huo was actually trading a pile of bones for money, how lackwit was she!
"Huo, if it were , I’d simply give back the heart that was removed."
Huo Jinnan said nothing.
Instead, Qin Shaojin on the other side laughed devilishly, "This is really the first ti I’ve heard such a joke, did Huo Jinyun actually take the check?"
Huo Jinnan grunted in affirmation and played the East Wind.
Qin Shaojin declared "Kang" and took a tile, "I really feel sorry for my uncle; married only once, and to such a foolish woman."
Huo Jinnan stayed silent, continuing to draw tiles.
Yu Zimu looked at Huo Jinnan, "Huo, haven’t we been suppressing Gucheng all this ti? Sending her money is like letting a tiger return to the mountain, isn’t it?"
"How it’s sent out, can’t you take it back the sa way?"
Huo Jinnan lifted his gaze, sweeping a glance at Yu Zimu.
"..."
Yu Zimu fell silent, realizing that was Huo’s plan!
Just as he was about to speak, Huo Bei ca in and whispered sothing in Huo Jinnan’s ear.
Huo Jinnan paused in his tile-drawing and reached for his suit jacket on the side.
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