"You are the head of the Xia family, Xia Dongxin." The old patriarch of the An family looked at the woman in surprise and said, "It's you old stubborn, the head of the family day by day, and the old stubborn Xia family are the same. I have to be the head of the family. I have no interest. I just want to find my husband back."

Xia Dongxin said, turning her eyes to An Jingqi's direction. She looked at An Jingqi with disdain and raised her eyebrows and said, "That's right, when will you return my man to me?"

An Jingqi saw Xia Dongxin without any expression of surprise, but smiled faintly and said, "Master Xia, now it is the 21st century. Free marriage and freedom of love. Whether it is patriarchal or feminist, he will naturally go back if he wants to go back. Our An family has not bound anyone."

"It seems that you won't let me take him away. Don't come to you, he will definitely be here, otherwise how could this stinky girl in our house come out of this library so easily?" Xia Dongxin said as she approached Gu Junke and smelled it less than half a meter from Gu Junke, like a puppy, "The spices on this body are obviously made by my man, you think I can't smell them. He is here, Song Yu, come out for me, I know you are here, you are hiding, I burned it here with a fire."

The surroundings were quiet, and everyone seemed to be intimidated by the woman's fierce temperament like fire. At this moment, a man slowly walked out from the back of the library. Gu Junke knew this person. The butler of An Jingqi's house in Yunchuan City. Today, he was still wearing a Chinese black robe. The edge of the robe was sewn with ice silk thread. His hair was slightly longer and tied behind him with a ribbon. He was elegant and square, like a hermit who lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest in ancient times. However, his whole body was more elegant than when he was in Yunchuan City.

When Song Yu came out, Gu Junke was still surprised. He glanced at the woman in front of him. He looked at Song Yu again. These two people may be in their 20s. Song Yu is only about 20 years old. This woman is probably in her 40s. Although she looks very young, there are still traces of time on her face. She is not like a woman she can take care of? The wrinkles on her face are not hidden at all. After taking off her sunglasses, it is actually obvious that she can tell her age.

"Wife? Why do you need to chase me here? We are already divorced."

Gu Junke Yilan, what era is this? The wife’s master?

"You can, Song Yu? Have you grown your skills? Divorce is in our Xia clan? But no man has ever mentioned it."

Song Yu smiled, Yun Danfengqing's smile was mixed with a hint of obvious bitterness: "So you came just for your competitive spirit?"

"Of course not, Fangrong's mechanism started and sent me a message? I came to fulfill my promise with my sister." Xia Dongxin turned her gaze to Gu Junke? Looking at Gu Junke and said, "Little girl, do you know who left the brocade box in your hand?"

Gu Junke shook the Jinbo: "You said this, isn't this left by the mistress of the An family?"

"Wrong, this is the heirloom of my Xia clan, isn't it?"
Chapter completed!