Chapter 2117： This is just an illusion

Qin Youxuan did not stay at Ye's house for too long.

Knowing that Ye Mingmei was okay, she left soon.

……

The car is on the way to the private villa.

"My grandmother, just received the news, Yu Xiuzhun has formally proposed to the court that the estate left by Shan Rong should be auctioned by notarization, and the time will be more than one month later."

Yao hung up the phone and said respectfully.

In more than one month, it will be three months after Shan Hanxi passed away.

At that time, Yu Xiuzhun can fully supervise the donation of Shan Rong’s legacy as a client.

"He has been dead for more than a month. Time flies."

Qin Youxuan's eyes sank slightly, "Have you done a lot of movements during this period of time?"

“I used to move frequently, but I don’t know what’s going on. In the past seven days, Yu Xiuzhun hasn’t moved at all, and the people who followed him couldn’t find his whereabouts. I don’t know what he’s doing.”

"Seven days..."

Qin Youxuan frowned.

I don’t know if she thinks too much. It has been seven days since Ye Mingmei hung up her phone.

She also admitted to being with Yu Xiuzhun.

In other words, the calm of Yu Xiuzhun during this period of time is related to Ye Mingmei?

"Yu Xiuzhun is also right and evil. No one can guess what he is thinking. Maybe this is just an illusion."

Yu Xiuzhun has reported to the court, which means that the family will never give in in this business war.

"Does Shan Hanjie know?"

"Jie Shao knows, but it just doesn't seem to take it to heart..." Yao said distressedly.

Compared with Yu Xiuzun, Shan Hanjie’s mind is harder to guess.

This is the moment for the survival of the Shan Group. Not only is Jie Shao not anxious, but instead he concentrates on staying in the villa to take care of the young master.

This father and son are so affectionate that even Yao couldn't believe his eyes, for fear of being an illusion.

"I asked someone to check the whereabouts of Ink Wind for me. Is there any news?"

"Not yet, Jie Shao feels that he is no longer in Washington, and he is zooming in to search." Yao spoke and stopped the car firmly at the door of the villa.

From a long distance, Qin Youxuan saw Shan Hanjie in the yard.

A stalwart body, standing next to the swing stand, with one hand on the railing of the swing stand, beside his feet, a soft and waxy figure was spinning around his calf.

Just about to fall, the chubby hand immediately hugged Shan Hanjie's calf flexibly.

looked up at Xiaojun’s face and looked at Shan Hanjie.

"Dad is bad, mother doesn't love... baby is good, mother loves..."

"What did you say?" Shan Hanjie's eyes sank, and he glanced sideways.

The little guy quickly changed his words, "Dad is good, and mom loves it."

Calculate his acquaintance!

Shan Hanjie carried his collar with one hand and put the little guy on the swing, "Sit firmly, and fell directly into a pig's head. Even your mother can't recognize you."

When he heard this, Xiao Tingye was full of spirits, and he quickly reached out and grabbed the rope tightly.

He must be handsome, don’t let his mother disagree!

"Mom!"

The little guy turned his head and saw Qin Youxuan who walked in through the door, and excitedly wanted to run over to greet him.

As a result, I forgot that I was still sitting on the swing. I shook my body and planted directly on the grass below.

"Wow--"

The tragic cry immediately resounded through the entire private villa.

"Is there anything to cry? You can't fall to death." Shan Hanjie was stunned for a few seconds before he recovered, reached out his hand to lift his small body lying on the ground, asked him to stand, and patted him on his body. Blades of grass.