Even Jing Miyu could hear the sarcasm in Yan Yu's words. She pulled the corner of his clothes under the table.

He gently grabbed her hand and turned his head. Her face reflected into his pupils, his sarcasm faded, and he raised the corners of his mouth.

Her four fingers were squeezed by him. She lowered her eyes, broke away from Yan Yu's hand, and when she looked up again, she said, "Mr. Yan, I'm sure I'll see the other two puzzles of this embroidered ones."

Yan Fenghua's right hand was about to hold the wine glass. As soon as he met, he stopped. "Two?"

Jing Miyu: "Yes."

Ge Jingzhi smiled, "I think my dad doesn't know about this, so why don't you ask my mom."

"Don't bother her. She's going to bed early so late." Yan Fenghua took a sip of wine, "Does Miss Jing know the origin of the embroidery picture?"

Jing Miyu: "Before I explain, I want to know if the friend who sent the picture to Mr. Yan is his surname? "

"Well." Yan Fenghua had a solution to it in his heart, and he nodded. "Her explanation is very similar to Jingzhi's story. This treasure map has been kept by the three families for generations. However, it is all legendary, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. She doesn't believe in the treasure, so she gave it to me."

Jing Miyu smiled, "This is a treasure map, the treasure is named: the jade of Jingshan. Because there is a Han Dynasty Heshi Bi inside."

Yan Fenghua was surprised, "Is there really?"

Yan Yu and Ge Jingzhi exchanged a glance, but neither spoke.

"It really is." Jing Miyu took a sip of lemonade and moistened her voice. "The three families are Jing, Kong, and He. But it is not inherited from generation to generation. This treasure map was obtained in 1953, one by one. In 1954, the three families went their separate ways. The three parties made an appointment: the descendants were all named after the word "yu". Until 1995, the older generation of the Jing family found the Kong family. On the day they met, the Kong family said that in the new era, the treasure matter was meaningless. I don't know what they said, the Kong family gave their half of the picture to the older generation of the Jing family. Soon after, a fire broke out in the Kong family, and the whole family died."

Hearing this, Yan Yu suddenly pursed the corners of his lips and his eyes turned cold.

Yan Fenghua's expression was also a little heavy.

Jing Miyu: "The older generation of the Jing family also died. The police said that the possibility of killing him was ruled out. When he died, there were only two embroidery pictures in his arms."

"The older generation of the Jing family belongs to you..." Yan Fenghua looked up at her.
Chapter completed!