Yan Qing asked Duan Yang to take out the blood letter and hand it over to Qin Huan.

Qin Huan tore the blood letter, as if he had been tearing the regretful marriage he had been insisting on. He felt that he really had no hope of getting rid of Ling Hua, because he found that he would do whatever Ling Hua asked him to do. For example, she said she asked him to pay the banquet for light money at double interest, for example, she said she asked him to invite a banquet for light drinks, and now he obeyed.

In this life, he would probably not be able to escape the fate of being controlled by her.

Qin Huan finished tearing the blood letter, squatted on the ground, hugging his head and crying bitterly.

Yan Qing looked at him: "..."

What's wrong with crying again? A big man still cried so heartbrokenly? Mrs. Anguo was still alive without any illness or disaster?

Yan Qing didn't know how to coax people, so she just stood aside and watched Qin Huan cry, ready to wait until he finished crying, hand him a handkerchief or something, and then told him, how big a man wouldn't cry easily? It's just a scar that is big when the sky falls.

Qin Huan didn't cry for too long. He probably took care of the fact that he couldn't let go too much in front of Yan Qing. He gradually stopped the tears and raised his head, "Yan... Brother Yan, I'll make you laugh."

Yan Qing immediately handed him a prepared veil and said indifferently, "Why do you laugh when you see it? Who hasn't cried?"

Qin Huan took the handkerchief, wiped his tears, and looked at Yan Qing with red and swollen eyes, "Brother Yan... have you cried too?"

Yan Qing blinked his eyes, and he seemed to have never cried. When he was born, his mother died of dying from childbirth, and he had never seen his mother at all. He had seen his grandmother at that time, but he didn't remember much. When he remembered, when he was three years old, his grandmother also died. Later, he grew up so old that he never shed tears. Before his grandfather and his father died, they pointed at him and scolded him. He was scolded so hard that he was not so sad.

Yan Qingshu said, "Cry! I forgot."

Qin Huan sniffed, stood up, bowed to him, "Anyway, thank you Brother Yan, you treat me as a brother, and I treat you as a brother, the kind you will be for the rest of your life."

Yan Qing wanted to go up and pat him on the shoulder, but when he looked at his crying virtue, he felt a little disgusted, so he gave up and waved his hand to him, "Since he is a brother, there is no need to say this."

Qin Huan nodded, cried for a while, feeling much more relaxed.

The housekeeper hurried over and bowed to Qin Huan, "San Gongzi Qin, someone has come to Duke Anguo's mansion and said, "The old lady asks you to go back home immediately. If you don't go back, she will come and invite you in person."

Qin Huan's face darkened and he nodded, "I'll go back now."

He cheered up and said goodbye to the banquet.

Yan Qing nodded and ordered the butler to send him out of the house.

After Qin Huan left, Yan Qing sat at the table, staring at the 100,000 taels of silver notes placed on the table, and remained motionless for a long time.

Duan Yang looked at Yan Qing as if he wanted to see a flower in the hundred thousand taels of silver bills, and asked tentatively, "Little Marquis, is this silver bill fake?"

"Really." Yan Qing said, "How can the world and Tongbao of the largest Jude Money House be fake?"

"Then why are you looking at it all?" Duan Yang looked at him.

The little marquis looked at the silver bills and made him think that the 100,000 taels of silver bills were fake.

Yan Qingjiang pushed the silver notes, "I wonder where Qin Huan's money came from."

Duan Yang immediately said, "This is not simple? If you go down and check it, you will definitely find it out."

"Forget it." Yan Qing waved his hand, "What to check? I am a playboy. I am a playboy. I want to do except eat, drink, play and play. Nothing else has to do with me."

He yawned, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, you can put away the bill!"

Duan Yang nodded. Alas, since the young Marquis became a playboy, he has been doing nothing and doing serious things all day long, and he took it for granted, and he felt that life was quite comfortable.

Qin Huan returned to Duke Anguo's mansion, thinking that he would be scolded by Duke Anguo's old wife, and then he tried his best to kneel on the ancestral hall. However, he did not expect that after Duke Anguo saw him, he said nothing and waved his hand to him, so that he could do his own things in the future.

Qin Huan was surprised. He was not a person who could hide his thoughts, and he showed his face.

The old lady of Duke An Guo reached out and pointed him, and said with a grudge, "Why don't you think I'm going to beat you or scold you? That's because Ling Hua sent someone to say that you two are making fun of her and she makes you angry and tell me not to care."

Qin Huan suddenly felt like he was confused, his heart was sad and angry, but his mouth was so confused that he couldn't say it.

Although the old lady of Duke An Guo knew that her grandson could not play Ling Hua and that the entire Duke An Guo Mansion could not play Ling Hua, she also recognized that as long as Ling Hua could marry in and let Duke An Guo Mansion be established.

She said earnestly, "You get along well with Ling Hua in the future. She will still be very concerned about you. Otherwise, she would not have sent someone to take care of you three years ago. She was busy with things last year and it seems that she will not go out this year. Your marriage should be on the agenda. After a while, I will ask her to choose a day."

Qin Huan said dejectedly, "Let me listen to my grandmother!"

Anyway, he will never escape Ling Hua's palm in his life. He will marry him early or later, and he will marry him. He will be slashed with his head and shrunk his head. He will be slashed sooner or later.

When Mr. An Guo saw that he understood, his face became a little kinder, "You have been struggling for a day, so go and rest."

Qin Huan retreated and returned to his yard.

He walked into the room and found Yun Luo sitting in his room drinking tea.

Qin Huan glared at Yun Luo, "Why are you here again?"

Yun Luomu had a handsome face, "My lady asked me to continue to follow the third son from today. My lady said that in this year, there was no maid serving you in your yard, and she was all servants, and she was very satisfied."

Qin Huan was about to explode again when he heard this.

Does he dare? His brothers all served him with beautiful maids, but he didn't, but he didn't. He was afraid that Ling Hua would kill him, and he would trample him to death like an ant.

Yun Luo smiled, "What's the third young master angry about? As my lady's fiancé, I should have done this."

Qin Huan was so angry that he couldn't do anything to Yun Luo. This man had a very good martial arts skills. He had resisted before. No one in his yard could beat him. This man was obviously as old as him.

He took a deep breath and pointed at him with great care, "You...you go to your room, I'm going to sleep."

Yun Luo nodded, Oh, he forgot that he was in the Duke of Anguo Mansion, in the yard of the three young masters, next to his room. He put down the teacup, left the room as if he was at his own home, and lived in his room.

Qin Huan squatted on the ground with his head in his arms again, his eyes turning red.
Chapter completed!