"I'm back, why not go home?" Wang Hao asked a little Qing.

"I……"

Li Jie had not answered yet, and he continued to ask, "Where do you live?"

"Where is Song Jia."

"Uh? You won't come back with Song Jia, are you?" Wang Hao asked.

Li Jie nodded and then briefly talked about what happened in the United States.

"Tab is dead?" Wang Hao asked: "Their organization is so powerful? Can you find it in remote towns in the United States?"

Li Jie nodded slightly, without saying anything in detail, nor did she mention that she deliberately leaked the news about Taber. The reason for this result was that Taber once got drunk and told the truth, so that she knew that the person in Liberty City was Wang Hao at that time.

Originally, Li Jie thought it would be good to live a peaceful life in that small town in the United States. After all, she had given up on Wang Hao at that time, but after hearing that Wang Hao went to save her desperately, the flames of suppression in her heart could not be suppressed.

After a little leaning, Wang Hao took Li Jie's hand and walked towards the car. Li Jie did not make a sound and followed obediently.

After getting on the bus, not long after driving, there was a hotel in front of him. Wang Hao parked the car, took Li Jie's hand and walked into the hotel. He drove the best room and settled in the two of them.

When Li Jie was taking a shower, Wang Hao wanted to go in, but was rejected. When the two were lying on the big bed, Wang Hao began to touch his feet, but was once again ruthlessly rejected: "Sleep well."

"It's so cruel." Wang Hao began to pretend to be pitiful.

"Cruel? You must have just gotten up from Qian'er's bed when you looked for me, right?" Li Jie rolled her eyes and said.

"Hey, I've agreed not to mention the past." Wang Hao felt guilty.

"Sleep well, look at you as if you are overworked. You are in your thirties and think you are still in your twenties." Li Jie reached out and hugged Wang Hao in her arms like a child.

"Hey, I'm not a child." Wang Hao protested, but his body was very honest, lying comfortably in Li Jie's arms, and rubbing his arms.

In fact, he was really tired. He had just been struggling with Qian'er for a few hours, but he had not yet fallen asleep and looked for Li Jie. At this time, he was lying in Li Jie's arms, his eyelids were fighting, and he fell asleep while chatting.

Li Jie reached out and gently stroked Wang Hao's head, and said to herself: "My little man has been retrieved and I will never let you run away again."

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Wang Hao and Li Jie finished breakfast and returned to Li Jie's house. When Liu Jing opened the door and found Li Jie standing outside, she called out "Nannan", then she fainted when she saw that she was dark.

...

Wan Xinrong took Lu Qing to the provincial capital without telling his family. Originally, their Wanjia's headquarters was in Pingyang County, a large textile county. In recent years, the operations have diversified, so he moved the headquarters to the provincial capital. Pingyang County is now only used as a textile base.

Wan Xinrong did not go home, but went directly to a Guxuan Pavilion antique shop. A white-haired old man received him in the small yard behind the antique shop. As for Lu Qing, he did not let him in at all and remained in the antique shop.

The old man was covered in silver hair, wearing a double-breasted jacket, with cloth shoes with thousands of layers on his feet, and was holding a small purple clay teapot in his hand. He lay on a recliner, and took a sip of tea from time to time.

Behind the old man stood a very strong man, who looked about 30 years old, not tall, about 1.75 meters tall, standing in a slight squint, his eyes slightly squinted, his body motionless, exuding a nervous atmosphere.

"Master Eighth!" Wan Xinrong put a bag of tea on the small table in front of the lounge chair. There was a total of a pound of tea inside, but he spent seven figures of money.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Wan Xinrong and said, "Are you the junior from the Wan family?"

"Yes, my name is Wan Xinrong, and my grandfather's name is Wan Degao." Wan Xinrong said with a restrained look on his face.

"What's the matter with me?" asked the old man. He had some friendship with Wan Xinrong's grandfather.

"I want to ask Master Eighth to help me," said Wan Xinrong.

“What’s the busy thing?”

"There is a Zhongyi Hall in Jiangcheng. I wonder if the Eighth Master has heard of it?" Wan Xinrong asked.

"Yeah!" the old man nodded slightly, meaning that he knew.

"I want to ask the Eighth Master to help me get rid of Wang Hao from Zhongyitang in Jiangcheng for the sake of my grandfather Wan Degao." Wan Xinrong told the truth. He was very nervous here and dared not be clever.

The old man in front of him was not an ordinary person, he was a real person from the Hongmen. In the 1990s, the Hongmen convened his disciples to hold a meeting in the United States, and the old man went to attend.

"Boy, I'm no longer involved in the affairs of the world." The old man said that Wang Hao had heard of it and had also conducted investigations, so he didn't want to take on this matter. Besides, Wan Xinrong's face was not enough. If his grandfather Wan De Gao came here today, it might be another saying.

"Master Eight, my grandfather said he saved your life back then."

Swish!

As soon as Wan Xinrong finished speaking, the old man's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a trace of cold light, which scared Wan Xinrong to tremble all over and sweated all over, as if he was staring at a beast. Fortunately, the next second, the old man's eyes closed again.

In the next minute, no one in the courtyard except the cicadas said anything. Wan Xinrong was frightened just now. He looked at the old man lying on the recliner nervously, regretting coming to find the other party. He thought to himself that at most, he could spend more money and find a few outlaws on the provincial capital road. Why bother to find these ** lakes? After thinking about things, he had all kinds of concerns, and was so fucking good.

Just as Wan Xinrong was secretly complaining in his heart, the old man spoke: "Okay, this time, my friendship with you Wan family will be cleared and we will not owe each other."

"Thank you, Master Eight." Wan Xinrong said respectfully.

The old man didn't say anything anymore, but just waved his hand gently, which meant that Wan Xinrong would leave.

When Wan Xinrong left the courtyard, the old man said to the man in his thirty years old behind him: "Liu Xiong, you go to Jiangcheng and do things beautifully, don't attract the police."

"Yes, master!" Liu Xiong said with a bow, then turned around and left.

...

After Liu Jing woke up, shed tears while asking about Li Jie's situation in the past few years. Li Jie also cried, and the mother and the mother cried together.

Wang Hao had no choice but to come to the living room and sat bored on the sofa, thinking about going to Jiangcheng University next to him to see Chu Ruoying, but after thinking for a while, he finally gave up. He didn't know what he would think if Li Jie saw Chu Ruoying?

After a little leaning, Li Jie came out with tears on her face. Wang Hao stood up and greeted her, saying, "Stop crying, it's a happy event for you to come back. Let's go remarry in the afternoon."

"Uh? You are not with Ouyang Rujing..." Li Jie was stunned. She didn't know about Wang Hao and Ouyang Rujing's divorce.

"We are already divorced." Wang Hao sighed in his heart when he thought of Ouyang Rujing.

"Divorce? That Ouyang Rujing's child..."

"I've been born, and I've raised my surname by Ouyang, and I've raised it by her side." Wang Hao explained briefly.

Li Jie didn't ask again, she was not a fool. Since she was divorced and Ouyang Rujing had also returned to the imperial capital, she naturally would not mention this matter again.

"We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry in the afternoon," she said.

"Okay!" Wang Hao nodded happily. After going through hardships, he also wanted to live a dull life, but would it really dull?
Chapter completed!