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Although Jiang Yu's funds have been frozen, he still has money on hand.

His house is in the third ring road of Jianjing, which is a mid-to-high-end community. When Ji Yuan entered the community, he kept observing it, and finally came to a conclusion: Ying's family is really rich.

Ying Shuhuan's villa is in the city center, where every inch of land is very expensive, to have such a large residence, it cannot be solved by money, and even needs power.

However, Ji Yuan didn't pay attention to the large flat floor with balcony on Jiangyu Third Ring Road or the large villa on Yingshuhuan Second Ring Road.

after all……

Speaking of which, he lived in the first ring of Jianjing in his previous life, and the entire city center was his home. Oh yes, I heard that it has become a museum now. If he wants to visit his home, he has to buy a ticket.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ji Yuan's face, and he really felt that things are different, that time has changed, and that he has really lived again...

It has been four hours since he left his body, and Ji Yuan slowly began to get acquainted with this world.

He originally thought that he had arrived in one of the three thousand worlds, but he learned from the memory of the original owner that this world seemed to be the same world as the one he was in, but at a different time.

To be precise, he lived in the fourth century AD, and hundreds of years have passed since that century. The Great Zhou Dynasty he established has finally disappeared in the long river of history. Now.

Ji Yuan didn't know whether it was a lot of embarrassment or a lot of emotion. The original owner's memory related to history was pitifully little, and Ji Yuan could only acquire very little knowledge. He knew that he was now in a later life, and he... died hundreds of years ago.

If he wants to know more news, he has to look through historical materials by himself.

But...Ji Yuan has not had the courage to open up that period of dusty history. To others, he may be just a few thin sheets of paper in a textbook, but to Ji Yuan, it is his bloody life. The wound can still be so painful that he bleeds profusely.

Ji Yuan admitted that he was discouraged and didn't dare to look at the results of the crowd. He died. I don't know what happened to the imperial concubine, King Qi, General Fu, Jiang Yingyue and the others. Without him, a tyrant who is full of evil, he should be able to live well. very happy...

and also……

He was so engrossed in thinking that Jiang Yu called several times but he didn't hear him.

"The house is not cleaned up, it's a bit messy. Can you just live in the living room?"

Ji Yuan recovered and nodded: "I'm fine."

The living room that Jiang Yu tidied up was very tidy, at least much better than the bedroom he used to live in at Ying Shuhuan's house.

To the south is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, next to the bed is a 1.8-meter-large bed, then there are cabinets, desks, and the living room's own toilet, which is connected to the bathroom.

Jiang Yu said: "If you want to drink water, go directly to the living room. This is the key to the room. If you need to use the computer, you can go to the study. My study is not locked."

Although Ji Yuan didn't understand what a "computer" was, he still calmly signaled that he understood.

Jiang Yu took him to the door to record his fingerprints, and told Ji Yuan that he could unlock the lock with his fingerprints when he returned home. Ji Yuan observed it for a while and thought it was very interesting, so he couldn't help but press a few more times.

Jiang Yu introduced the exact location of his home, and then asked Ji Yuan to do it himself.

When returning to her room, Jiang Yu suddenly stopped in her tracks: "By the way, how many WeChat IDs do you have, and your phone number is also fine, give me one, so that we can contact each other conveniently."

Ji Yuan tilted his head slightly, showing a "?" expression.

Jiang Yu froze for a moment: "Mobile phone, WeChat ID..." He hesitated a little: "Don't you have one?"

Ji Yuan: ...

In fact, he didn't understand what it was, why he knew every word, and when they were combined together, he didn't know what it meant.

Jiang Yu looked at him strangely, then took out a small black box from his pocket.

It was exactly the same as the box that Ji Yuan had observed before. On the road, everyone had one, and he saw that they all put this thing in their ears and whispered, as if they were talking.

Ji Yuan has been thinking before: Is it a communication tool?Like writing a letter?Otherwise it would be impossible to explain why they were speaking into a box.

Now, after hearing Jiang Yu's words, he deduced from them and determined that this box named "mobile phone" is the communication tool of this era.

Ji Yuan learned from his memory that the original owner also had a mobile phone.

It's just that he didn't know where he lost it. Anyway, he didn't see it when he crossed over.

"Well, if you hadn't saved my life, I really would have wondered if you were some kind of illegal criminal." Jiang Yu knew that Ji Yuan didn't have a mobile phone when he saw Ji Yuan's appearance, so he said helplessly: "ID card, identity card There is always a certificate, I will buy one for you."

Ji Yuan: "Thank you."

He took out his ID card and handed it to Jiang Yu, with skillful movements, like a young master who is used to being served by servants.

Jiang Yu took his ID card and walked downstairs, thinking as he walked: This person is really weird, he has such a good temperament, but he seems to know nothing about modern things, and he doesn't even have a mobile phone. Could it be that he came from some mountain?

Forget it, I will buy him a mobile phone first, and then get a mobile phone number to use, so as not to be troublesome to contact him in the future...

When he walked to the door, Jiang Yu was stunned: "No! Why should I help him buy it myself! Am I sick!"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jianjing North Street is full of lights, and countless young people are shuttling among the skyscrapers.

Walking straight ahead from Jianjing North Road, the bustling streets gradually become quiet, and tall trees grow on both sides of the road, and because of the season, they are still luxuriant.

The further you go, the fewer people there are. Gradually, you can see some luxury cars worth tens of millions parked on the side of the road. This is the most expensive area on Jianjing North Road.

Backed by the museum, there are no commercial buildings along the road, but towering skyscrapers, where the richest businessmen, celebrities, and prominent families in Jianjing live.

The old man of the Ying family lives at the end of Jianjing North Road. It is a courtyard house with a vast area, the only such courtyard house in Jianjing.

I heard that it used to be the residence of a certain prince, and it was bought by Mr. Ying in the 20s.Of course, there are also rumors that the Ying family is the prince's bloodline, and there are many opinions. The only public news is that the value of this courtyard house is [-] billion, which is staggeringly high.

The courtyard, which is quiet and peaceful on weekdays, is brightly lit today.

Compared with the ancient style outside, the decoration inside the courtyard is more western-style, and the daily life is very convenient.

In the living room, Mr. Ying leaned on a cane and sat on the upper seat with a worried expression.

Mu Youlan and Xu Xu sat on the left and right respectively, while Ying Shuhuan sat next to the old man.

The last one is Ji Xi——Ji Xi originally wanted to sit next to Ying Shuhuan, but he also knew how Mr. Ying behaved. The older generation is the most polite, so he had to sit next to him as an outsider. The farthest position from Mr. Ying, without embarrassment, Mr. Ying didn't say a word, since he came in and said hello, he hasn't dared to move his chopsticks until now.

After all the food on the table was cold, the old man fiddled with the teacup, glanced lightly, and said the first sentence: "Why didn't Xiao Yuan come?"

Mu Youlan lowered her eyelashes, and presented the excuse she had thought up a long time ago: "He is not feeling well today..." Then she immediately changed the subject and said with a smile: "By the way, Dad, Xiaohuan hasn't seen you for a long time. , you are the first to miss him, Xiao Huan is going to eat it."

The old man glanced at Ying Shuhuan, and asked, "You also think Xiao Yuan is unwell?"

Ying Shuhuan didn't speak.

The old man said indifferently: "I'm old, but I'm not confused. When will it be the turn of an outsider to take the place of Ying's family banquet. Or do you think I'm a dead person, just find someone surnamed Ji to fool me? "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Ji Xi felt cold behind his back.

He had heard of Mr. Ying's methods. He was a character who crawled out of the battlefield with a gun. In the early years, when Ying's family had not been completely cleansed, they were well-known in the underworld in Hong Kong City. It was only from the promised generation that they began to clean up slowly. Bai, and when Ying Shuhuan arrived, he was already completely ashore.

Therefore, when he heard Mr. Ying's words that were obviously aimed at him, he was so frightened that he froze all over, he didn't dare to breathe, and cold sweat kept slipping from the back of his head.

Mr. Ying: "Whenever Xiao Yuan comes, eat at that time."

"Dad..." Mu Youlan became anxious, not because she couldn't eat, but because she was very dissatisfied with the old man's attitude of protecting Ji Yuan.

She gritted her teeth and said boldly, "Dad, then you won't be able to wait for him. You didn't hear how loud your granddaughter-in-law is today, and she announced at our house that she would divorce Ah Huan!" She whispered: " I think you also made a mistake and chose such a person to give us Ah Huan..."

Mr. Ying said without emotion: "Are you forcing him to divorce, or he wants to divorce himself."

Mu Youlan defended: "Dad, he is the one who wants to divorce himself. If you don't believe me, then you have to believe Ah Huan. Promise, just say something!"

Xu Xu nodded: "Dad, it was really Ji Yuan who said it. We were also very surprised, maybe the two children are really not suitable, besides, Ji Yuan's father saved our Ah Huan, we just take care of their family, and there is no Take the child's lifelong event to repay his kindness..."

Mr. Ying didn't bother to talk to his son, turned his head to look at Ying Shuhuan, expressing that he wanted to hear Ying Shuhuan's explanation.

Ying Shuhuan didn't nod, but frowned, showing an impatient expression: "Can you believe what he said? Grandpa, how many times has Ji Yuan played and ran away from home, can you count it with ten fingers? Which time is it true? When you are wronged, you like to run out, and you will come back in two days, and you still can't see through his tricks?"

Mr. Ying finally lowered his face: "He mentioned divorce before? Didn't you make him anxious before he said divorce? You also told me that he was not feeling well, so you kicked him out." Ying Shuhuan frowned. Wrinkled deeper, temper a little up: "That's his angry words, can you believe it? And no one kicked him out, he's at home now."

The old man Ying's tone was uncompromising: "Then call him, I'm going to see his people now. Divorce? I want to hear whether he wants a divorce or you two."

He turned his head and ordered Ying Shuhuan: "Hit, hit now, I'll look at you and say."

Reluctantly, Ying Shuhuan took out his mobile phone, dialed the number directly and called Ji Yuan.

Mu Youlan was very angry, and fanned the flames from the sidelines: "Dad, you are really serious. Is it worth getting so angry after a family reunion? Besides, what A Huan said was true, how could Ji Yuan be willing to abandon my son?" , he is also worthy... He is like a vampire vine, wishing to hold my son tightly and never let go for the rest of his life."

Xu Xu couldn't listen anymore, so he tugged on Mu Youlan's sleeve: "Say less."

Mu Youlan complained: "Did I say something wrong? Didn't Ji Yuan do this just to torment my son? Look at him, he is like a dog wagging his tail, and he will come over when my son beckons gone."

After the phone rang "beep-beep-beep", it seemed that someone answered the phone.

Ying Shuhuan's tone was cold, and he said, "Ji Yuan, you are—"

It wasn't Ji Yuan's voice that sounded over there, but a cold reminder: Hello, the number you dialed has been shut down...