Murong Qianqian sat quietly in her original position, as if she had expected that the third uncle would lose his composure and there was no surprise on her face.

Jing Fei looked at the pearl hairpin in Murong Qianqian's hand strangely. To be honest, this pearl hairpin is really not very good. Its shape is not unique, and it is not even the most ordinary pearl hairpin. Its only feature is that it is old and should not be used by modern people.

Ling Xinyu was even more exaggerated. When his third uncle's teacup broke, he almost jumped up from the stool. This was the first time he saw that the third uncle was too big, and he was really shocked.

Also shocked were several men fighting cards not far away. The men were of different ages. The oldest seemed to be middle-aged in their forties and fifties, but young but only in their twenties. However, they stood up at the same time, their movements were neat and uniform, and they looked at their third uncle with solemn eyes, but no one came over.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao walked down from the upper floor, noticed that the atmosphere in the living room was not right, and asked strangely: "What's wrong? What happened?"

As he said that, his eyes instinctively glanced at Jing Fei's face, thinking that it was this guy who said something he shouldn't have said?

After being interrupted by Ling Xiaoxiao, the third uncle's eyes were taken back from the bead hairpin, and his burly body leaned on the wooden chair again: "Xiaoxiao, the third uncle feels a little uncomfortable today. You should go back with your father early."

He actually issued a direct order to expel guests.

"Uncle San, are you feeling uncomfortable? Is your waist and legs hurting again? Why don't I help you rub it?" Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned and then said with a smile.

The third uncle didn't say anything, but just looked at Ling Xinyu. The meaning of expelling the Ke Ling was already very obvious.

"Xiaoxiao, my third uncle has something to do, let's leave first and come later!"

Ling Xinyu was so surprised that he was about to die, but he didn't dare to ask. The fool could see that the third uncle was not in normal expression at this time. He stood up and grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao, who was still puzzled, and walked out.

Ling Xiaoxiao's question was vaguely heard: "Hey, why are we the only one leaving? Why is that slutty fox Murong Qianqian still inside?"

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful I won't bring you next time!" This was Ling Xinyu's lowered voice.

The third uncle seemed to have not heard the conversation between the two people outside. At this time, he looked up at the men fighting cards inside: "You guys go out too. If you don't have me, no one is allowed to get close to here!"

"yes!"

The man in his forties and fifties said in a deep voice, then looked at the pearl hairpin in Murong Qianqian's hand deeply, and then walked out of the living room without looking back. The other men followed him without saying a word, but before going out, they looked at Murong Qianqian strangely, and were very curious about the pearl hairpin in Murong Qianqian's hand, but no one asked at this time.

It was not until there were only three people left in the living room that the third uncle's eyes fell on Murong Qianqian's face again: "Girl, where did you get your bead hairpin?"

After saying that, he stared at Murong Qianqian's face with a sharp look, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. If the third uncle just fell asleep just now, then he was a mountain eagle with high fighting spirit, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura, which was long and thick.

Jing Fei's heart was also moved. It was not until this time that he realized that the third uncle in front of him was actually a trainer and a master. Although he could not compare with him, and even compared with Murong Qianqian, he was a master. No wonder he could have been able to be in the Australian market and take the lead in the throne over the years.

"It seems that the third uncle recognized the origin of this pearl hairpin?" Murong Qianqian asked with a smile.

"This pearl hairpin is my thing, so of course I can recognize it." Uncle San said in a deep voice without hiding his familiarity with the pearl hairpin, still looking at Murong Qianqian with his eyes tightly.

"Yes, this pearl hairpin is indeed an item from Uncle San, but it seems that it was given to someone a long time ago, right?" Murong Qianqian's face was calm and she smiled again: "It seems that Uncle San bought this pearl hairpin to give it to someone, right?"

"Yes, after I bought this bead hairpin, I did try to give it to others. How did you know?" Uncle San's eyes became sharper.

But Murong Qianqian did not answer the third uncle's question, but suddenly asked: "Did the third uncle say a word and make a promise when he sent out the pearl hairpin?"

"What promise?" Uncle San's face shook slightly, and then calmed down.

"Uncle San said that as long as there is a difficulty, even if you take this bead hairpin, you will definitely help the other party at all costs even if you go up the oil pan at the foot of the mountain. I don't know much about the specifics, but the meaning should probably not be wrong, right?" Murong Qianqian smiled.

"You said it right, I did say that." Uncle San nodded again, but his eyes were sharper when he looked at Murong Qianqian.

"I wonder if what my third uncle once said still counts now?"

Murong Qianqian smiled sweetly and immediately looked charming. Even Jing Fei beside her was pleasing to the eye. I have to say that Murong Qianqian's charm is really beautiful, especially when she is full of confidence, she is even more beautiful.

It is said that confident men are the most handsome, but in fact, confident women are also more charming. Murong Qianqian in front of them is a good example. Murong Qianqian is usually charming enough. At this time, she is full of confidence and is even more thrilling. Of course, she has a charming charm.

"What does it mean? I don't understand."

The third uncle was still looking at Murong Qianqian, but he had returned to normal from the initial shock and loss of composure. Although Murong Qianqian's beauty was shaking, the third uncle only had that pearl hairpin in his eyes at this time.

"Since the third uncle has recognized this pearl hairpin, why do you still pretend to be confused?"

Murong Qianqian couldn't help but smile: "I know, you want to say, "You said this to the master of Zhuchai at that time, but Uncle San also knows that the master of Zhuchai who gave Zhuchai that day has passed away for many years, and it is impossible for you to stand in front of you again..."

Speaking of this, Murong Qianqian suddenly paused and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, Third Uncle, I didn't mean to talk about your sad things, I just talk about the matter."

"I know, I don't mean to be angry." Uncle San shook his head, but the sharpness in his eyes was obviously dimmed, as if he was thinking of some painful memories.

Murong Qianqian paused for a moment before continuing: "Since you said that, the ancients have gone. Now I come to see you with this pearl hairpin. I wonder if you will fulfill your promise in the past, of course, I just asked this question, you can refuse it. After all, I am not a party and have no right to ask the third uncle to promise me what I promised me."

Murong Qianqian smiled softly and said politely, but she was not polite at all. And it was obvious: I just came to ask you to fulfill your promise, so you can do it yourself.

Of course, Murong Qianqian also knew in her heart that she could not force her third uncle to agree to her, so she simply explained everything very clearly.

Uncle San didn't speak, but just sat there quietly, his eyes always on Murong Qianqian's face, as if he wanted to see something.

I watched it for five or six minutes before I looked back. I seemed very disappointed and could not see the answer I wanted.

"San Uncle, what are you looking at?" Murong Qianqian asked tactfully.

"It's nothing. I'm guessing the origin of the bead hairpin in your hand. How did you get it?" Uncle San asked straightforwardly without hiding his thoughts.

"What do you think of the third uncle?" Murong Qianqian asked without answering.

"I don't know, but I guess you should have nothing to do with the owner of this bamboo hairpin." Uncle San said something inexplicable.

This sentence is very strange and most people will definitely not understand it, but Murong Qianqian understood it.

She shook her head and said, "My third uncle is right. I have nothing to do with the original owner of Zhuchai, but my sister is the current owner of this Zhuchai. Do you understand if I say that?"

"Your sister?"

The third uncle opened his mouth and finally asked uncertainly: "Is your sister called Xiao Tiantian?" His voice trembled a little.

"My sister's name is Hu Tiantian, who is now the Tiger Master in Hong Kong and Kowloon. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the third uncle, you are the little sweetheart, right?" Murong Qianqian said without objection, but Jing Fei beside her twitched. Xiao Tiantian, this name is so that's the one used on that sick person. Why does it sound so uncomfortable?

"It's her. How is she doing now? Are she okay?" Uncle San's face was a little uncontrollable and excited, and even the voice of his speech was trembling.

"Fortunately, Master Hu's health has been bad, but he has improved after meeting Jing Fei recently. Not only has he recovered, but he is also pregnant. Oh, Jing Fei is the one next to me, he is my sister's man." Murong Qianqian said and pointed at Jing Fei.

"Your name is Jing Fei, is it Xiao Tiantian's husband?" The third uncle's eyes immediately turned to Jing Fei's face.

"Well, I'm just Hu Tiantian's man, not her husband!" Jing Fei was speechless and glared at Murong Qianqian fiercely. Unexpectedly, this woman took him off guard with such a move.

"Jing Fei is not only the man of Master Hu, but also my man. Well, maybe I feel uncomfortable when I say that, but this is the fact. I hope you don't mind!" Murong Qianqian suddenly said again, and I don't know what it means.

"Cough, cough cough"

Now it was because of the third uncle and Jing Fei coughing together. Murong Qianqian's words were really shocking. What did they mean?

Jing Fei looked at Murong Qianqian with the urge to suck her ass, and he deserved a beating.

The third uncle's expression was also shocked, but it quickly returned to normal, as if he was not so surprised by this: "Yes, this society is different from our time, and the relationship between men and women has also changed."

That being said, but Jing Fei always felt that the third uncle looked at him with a chill, as if he was about to eat his own bite, which was very scary...
Chapter completed!