The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

After that, Uncle Xia began to inquire about Jiang and his son, and felt that this relationship could indeed be maintained.

Then Qingli's attitude of not knowing anything made Uncle Xia look down on her even more.

This is not welcome!

Unable to inquire about the situation of Jiang and his son, Uncle Xia started to ask about her and He Jiangyu's situation.

"I heard from your sister that Mr. He still protected you that day. You can take advantage of it and don't act stupid all day long. Who is Mr. He? You have to be grateful for being able to protect you and serve him well."

Uncle Xia still holds on to the old idea that women should serve men.

Of course, his daughter is an exception. His daughter wants to follow the path of a strong woman, unlike Jiang Qingli.

Uncle Xia still has hope for Jiang Qingli. She looks good. While Mr. He is still interested in her, he gave birth to a son and a half. With the blood of the He family, even if they get divorced in the future, the He family will not Leave her alone.

Maybe the mother will be more valuable than the son.

Uncle Xia expressed his thoughts and frowned when he saw Qing Li's numb face, "Why don't you listen to my advice? It's not impossible. Big families attach great importance to blood. You have a son and a half daughter, congratulations." The family can still treat you badly!"

"Uncle, I have to go to the toilet." Qing Li said.

Uncle Xia just wanted to wave her away, but then he thought that his daughter's side was not over yet, so he pulled her to chat.

Seeing that he was talking about useless things, and not wanting to have a conflict with him in public, Qing Li couldn't help but look towards Xia Jinxuan.

Uncle Xia's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, "I'm telling you, don't get close to your sister. She has something important to do right now. You can tell me anything you have to do."

Qing Li was amused, as if Xia Jinxuan would be favored if she didn't go there.

Didn't she see that Grandpa Du's face was cold and he was refusing to let others go thousands of miles away? She still kept moving forward.

"A woman's task is to give birth to children in a down-to-earth manner. You have this opportunity now. If you don't tie Mr. He tightly, it will be too late to regret when he divorces you."

Qing Li smiled, "Uncle is right, a woman's job is to give birth to children. I will go find my cousin now and ask her to go home and give birth to children. She is already thirty-six years old and she doesn't have a child yet. It's really outrageous." !”

Uncle Xia was so frightened that he quickly grabbed him, his face turned dark, "Can your sister be the same as you? She is someone who wants to do great things. Those who achieve great things will marry later and have children later!"

Besides, her daughter doesn't have to rely on having children to tie down a man.

When his daughter succeeds, there are many men for her to choose from.

Maybe there is a man like Mr. He who would appreciate her.

Thinking of this, his mind couldn't help but move.

Looking at Qing Li's face, his thoughts became lighter.

Men are all thinking creatures with their lower body, and most of them still know their faces.

Qing Li didn't know what he was thinking, so he got up and got into the crowd while he was distracted.

Uncle Xia ran away without checking, and was so angry that he walked through the crowd looking for her. Then he remembered that as long as she didn't lean towards Jinxuan, it would be fine, so he came to Jinxuan's side and waited here.

Qing Li sneered in her heart, and she wandered around the hall without moving over there.

Since Xia Jinxuan wants to express herself so much, give her enough time to see how much she weighs without outside intervention.

In fact, Xia Jinxuan is somewhat capable, but she is too preoccupied and is destined to not go far in this journey.

She didn't expect to make any big progress in this journey. She just used Go or Tianyuanhui as a springboard to enter the cultural circle of Beijing.

From another perspective, she was right to do so, and she was focused on pursuing her goal.

If she doesn't hinder others or step on others, Qing Li might support her.

After walking around the hall twice, Qing Li was amazed. It was indeed Tianyuanhui. The people here were really impressive at the high level of Go.

Many young people compete with each other here, and many people challenge the masters in Tianyuanhui.

What surprised Qing Li the most was that there was an eight-year-old boy sitting seriously in front of the chessboard and fighting.

The reason why I noticed the young boy was not because of his age, but because of his very good skills.

He was playing chess with a master of Tianyuanhui Ding generation. Two-thirds of the chess board had been played, and the winner was still undecided.

There were many people around this table, but it was very quiet, with only the sounds of varying lengths of breathing.

Watching chess without saying anything is a true gentleman, and those who can get admission tickets are of course incomparable in terms of quality.

Go is unpredictable, and the basic character and even quality of both sides can be seen from the game.

Just like this little boy, he was a little too cautious and seemed a little indecisive.

It is obvious that he can attack, but he insists on defending, and the game is destined to fail.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, the young boy was defeated.

He sat there with some frustration. This was his first challenge to a master from Tianyuanhui, and he ended up in failure.

Senior Dingzi encouraged him and left, and the people around him gradually dispersed.

Qing Li said: "You might as well be bolder."

The little boy looked up and saw a young and beautiful sister. He sighed softly.

Qing Li guessed that he couldn't bear the result of failure because he was too young, and felt slightly disappointed when he saw this.

This mental endurance is not good, it is not open-minded enough.

Qing Li turned around and wanted to leave, but the young boy stopped her, "Sister, can you accompany me to the next game?"

Qing Li stopped to look at him and saw that his eyes were full of desire.

"Why don't you continue the challenge?"

This is an internal competition. Although there are no rules or promotions, if you want to be discovered, you have to challenge it level by level.

The young boy shook his head, "I'm not qualified anymore. We are just a small chess club. All hopes are pinned on me. If you fail the challenge, you will lose your qualifications."

Otherwise, if we challenge them one by one, the people in Tianyuanhui will be too busy.

Qing Li understood, thought for a while and sat down, "Then I will accompany you in the next round. As I said just now, if you are bolder and more decisive, you may have unexpected gains."

The little boy smiled and said, "Okay, thank you sister for reminding me, you come first."

Qingli was not polite and gave birth to his first son.

While she was playing chess, an old man wearing a farm coat, a hurdle vest, and black cloth shoes walked in.

If he hadn't relied on the admission ticket, he was dressed like he had just returned from the farmland, and the security guard at the door would not have let him in.

After the old man came in, he looked around. When he saw a certain table, his eyes lit up and he walked over with his hands behind his back.

No one noticed him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to anyone else.

There were very few people watching at this table, because both sides of the game were unknown people, and there was only an old man standing next to it.

After a while, Xia Jinxuan came here, looked at the old man with disgust, and moved a few steps aside.

Where did the bird-walking uncle come from? He didn't go to the park for a walk and came here.

"Qing Li, you are really getting better and better, why are you still playing chess with a child?"

Qing Li didn't even raise his head, "Sitting here, you are facing your opponent, no matter your age."

Xia Jinxuan clicked her tongue and shook her head, "I'm not very capable, but I have many reasons. As soon as you say this, you will become taller."

The old man frowned and said, "You are a true gentleman watching chess without speaking. They are playing chess. Why are you nagging next to me?"

Xia Jinxuan looked at the old man with wide eyes. She didn't dislike him yet, but he was talking about her!

Qing Li looked up when he heard the voice and saw Mr. Zhu standing there. He was about to stand up, but was motioned by the old man to sit down.

"My dear friends, play chess well and don't be influenced by me."

Qing Li nodded. Even if the opponent was an eight-year-old child, she should respect her opponent, so she sat down and continued playing chess.

Xia Jinxuan looked Zhu Jianghao up and down dissatisfied. She was wearing this kind of clothes when she came to a place like this. Did she have nothing to wear?

"Old man, are you in the wrong place? This is Tianyuanhui, not a place for you to hang out."

She stretched out her hand and tugged on his coat, "What kind of clothes are these? You are here in a Chinese tunic suit. This is too casual. Is this a hurdle vest?"

Zhu Jianghao took a step back, not wanting to be touched by Xia Jinxuan. The displeasure and indifference in his eyes were already obvious.

Xia Jinxuan shook her head. She didn't want to embarrass the old man, but she really couldn't stand what he was wearing. Plus, he talked about herself, so naturally she couldn't tolerate it.

Mr. Song promised to introduce her to the national player, and the impact of his status would be different after that.

Maybe after today, she will be able to join Tianyuanhui as an exception.

After entering Tianyuanhui, she was going to start rectifying the rules. People like this who were not dressed formally were absolutely not allowed to come in again.

Xia Jinxuan even thought about how to make drastic changes after entering Tianyuanhui.

No one of the older generation wants to take care of it, so of course this kind of thing is left to her.

Xia Jinxuan ignored Jiang Qingli and the old man and turned to look for her father.

Just now, Mr. Song suddenly asked her about being a good friend of Master Yuyan, which made her somewhat uneasy.

Uncle Xia asked in a low voice: "How did you answer?"

Xia Jinxuan: "My actual words are that Yuyan and I do know each other, but we haven't been in contact for a long time. I don't know why such rumors spread, and I'm worried about the impact it will have on her."

Uncle Xia nodded, "Yes, just follow what we discussed at the time. What else did you say?"

Xia Jinxuan: "When asked about some personal matters of Master Yuyan, I said that she protects her privacy very well and it is inconvenient for me to disclose her matters."

Before her father could continue to ask, she continued: "As expected, they were a little suspicious, so I told them with a wry smile, just pretend that Yuyan and I don't know each other. After all, we have no plans to meet, so as not to cause trouble to her."

Uncle Xia extended his thumb. They just want to retreat in order to advance, giving people an ambiguous feeling and letting those people guess on their own.

When he raised his head, Uncle Xia suddenly frowned.

"Why are Mr. Du and Mr. Song standing next to that girl Jiang Qingli? Go and take a look."