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Chapter 192: Marriage Line

"Xiao Kong, thank you so much for sending me here."

"Dean Gong, it's nothing. I don't have any classes in the afternoon anyway. It's just a little effort."

Kong Youli sent Gong Jianping to the entrance of the hospital. From a distance, Gong Jianping saw Ji Xinyao and called her over.

"Xiao Kong, let me introduce to you, this is the daughter my first love left for me..."

Ji Xinyao and Kong Youli looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

Ji Xinyao took the initiative to extend her hand in line with the concept of whoever is embarrassed will be killed, "Professor Kong, we know each other quite well."

Gong Jianping let out a surprised sound.

"That's such a fate. Xiaokong is a very nice person. He was worried that I wouldn't be able to wait for the school bus in time, so he sent me here specially. I didn't expect you to meet each other. It just so happened that there were no classes in Xiaokong's cabin. We will finish the paternity test in a while.

Let’s have dinner together.”

"Dad, I have an appointment tonight." Ji Xinyao declined politely.

Gong Jianping frowned slightly, "That young man from last time?"

"No." Ji Xinyao turned her attention to Kong Youli, wanting to ask for help, "Mr. Song Lucun from Guangfeng Bank, he did me a favor, so I have to thank him."

Gong Jianping doesn't know, but Kong Youli should think that the two of them are a couple in the show and wouldn't be willing to be a light bulb, right?

"It turns out to be Mr. Song. Do you still have contact?"

A big question mark popped up on Ji Xinyao's head. Could it be that Kong Youli didn't notice it at all? He was really deaf to what was going on outside the window and only focused on Ji Jingxue.

"Do you know Xiao Kong too? Isn't that a coincidence? We happen to be together, so there are so many people."

Gong Jianping looked like a bully, and Ji Xinyao couldn't shirk it, so she had no choice but to nod.

"But dad, you can't say something misleading to my friend like last time, okay?"

"Okay, okay, dad will obey you."

Gong Jianping agreed, and Kong Youli became curious, "Last time? Was it Song Lucun last time?"

"No, it was another Xiao Song whom I met at Longquan Temple." Gong Jianping replied, "You young people, it would be a good thing for you to make more friends."

"Is Song Zilian?" Kong Youli asked based on his experience in Longquan Temple.

Gong Jianping nodded, "It seems to be called by this name."

"I also met him at Longquan Temple. He was a strange person. At first I didn't think much about it, but later I always felt that he was driving me away on purpose."

"You also went to Longquan Temple?"

"Go and live next door to him."

Ji Xinyao shrugged, "Then I know how I freed up the room I live in."

It turns out that Song Zilian said that the pilgrim next door who had just checked out was him.

Song Zilian was deliberately ambushing her!

"He didn't do anything to you, right?" Ji Xinyao asked cautiously.

Although the Song Zilian she met had always been gentle, this was only in front of her, and she could not guarantee that he was a good person in front of other people.

"It's nothing. We talked about Buddhism. Although he seemed to drive me away on purpose, the insights he shared were indeed quite helpful to me. Each has its own good consequences."

Ji Xinyao felt relieved and got to the point.

"Dad, I think it's almost time. Let's go there."

After the paternity test was done, the doctor told Gong Jianping that the results would be couriered directly to his unit and would be available within three days.

It was still very early, so Ji Xinyao simply told Song Lucun the details of the day in the afternoon and asked him to have dinner earlier.

Song Lucun actually knew all along that Ji Chengye was not Ji Xinyao's biological father. When he learned that Ji Xinyao might have found his biological father, he was happy for him but also very nervous.

Has their relationship progressed to the point where they can meet their parents?

Although Ji Xinyao clearly told him that Kong Youli was there, Song Lucun didn't take Kong Youli seriously at all. Anyway, he still had Ji Jingxue in his heart. He just hoped that Kong Youli would never wake up.

At five o'clock, a few people made an appointment for a private room in Yugui Tower.

After looking at each other, they sat down and Song Lucun introduced himself to Gong Jianping.

"Hello, uncle, I am Xinyao's friend, my name is Song Lucun."

Gong Jianping smiled and asked, "Xiao Song, I think you have a very good face. You look like a blessed person at first glance. The sky is full and powerful, the earth is wide, and your appearance is clear. This is a typical official and salary appearance."

Song Lucun didn't know how to answer the question for a moment and said politely, "Uncle, do you know how to read faces?"

"Know a little bit. If you occasionally read a book, you will be able to learn without a teacher."

"Then do you know how to read marriage? I wonder if you can check it for me?"

"This is for palm reading. Stretch out your hand and show it to me."

Ji Xinyao never expected that these two people could get along so well. After thinking about it carefully, Song Lucun was indeed the look that the older generation liked, and Gong Jianping's attitude towards him was not unreasonable.

"Tsk, tsk, your marriage is not going well. Let me tell you, there are two marriage lines, one is about marriage, and the other is about relationships. Your relationship line is very long, but your marriage line is very short. It is very likely that you will not get what you want.

, just like me." Gong Jianping said, and spread out his palms, "Look, I have only liked Xinyao and her mother all my life. Alas, but this palmistry is not a fixed life.

If your circumstances change, your palmistry may change."

"I believe it all depends on human effort. Now that the plastic surgery industry is so developed, maybe your palms can also be adjusted." Song Lucun did not deny his point of view, but just changed his words. Then he asked again, "But uncle, your palms have not changed."

?”

Gong Jianping pursed his lips and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to change either. It's always good to have thoughts. You don't understand, if the person I love lives in the world, I might still want to not lose to him.

She changed herself and found someone to get married reluctantly, but after she left, all I could think about was whether there was a way to see her again, not only in this life, but also in the next life."

As he spoke, he took off his glasses and wiped the tears that were about to well up with the back of his hand.

Ji Xinyao quickly took out a tissue and comforted her, "Dad, don't think like that. My mother is thinking of you too. She has been writing to you all the time. I will bring it to you when I am done with this period of work, okay?

?”

Those letters are still at Ji's house. She will join the team tomorrow and has no time to pick them up. She can only take a look at the filming break and has no time to rest.

"Really? Has she written to me?" Gong Jianping's eyes were as expectant as that of a young man.

"Yes, my mother has always missed you, but...she is already married, so it is not convenient for her to tell you this. But she really loves you."

Song Lucun saw his parents speaking with emotion, and felt that he couldn't get in the conversation, so he called out to Kong Youli, "Professor Kong, it's a good thing that father and daughter recognized each other, and they should be celebrated. How about we go pick out a drink and let's have a good time?"

.”

"I came by car, it was not convenient."

"I drove here too. It doesn't matter. I'll just call a driver later."

Kong Youli couldn't refuse, so he had to go with Song Lucun.

Song Lucun didn't simply want to give his father and daughter space alone, he also wanted to take the opportunity to test Kong Youli.

"Professor Kong is very familiar with Xinyao's biological father? I originally thought Xinyao wanted to take me to meet my parents today." Song Lucun started to run the train.


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