Chapter 1675 My Granddaughter—Jing Huan!

An Xiaowan and the others were thinking of a solution on Figola. At the same time, several distinguished guests were welcomed to the Huo family.

The weather in the imperial capital has been very good these two days.

The sun was shining in the courtyard, but Mr. Huo's mood couldn't get better.

When he thought of his son and that seductive goblin disappearing without a trace, the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. He didn't know where they went, and they couldn't be found everywhere.

Just when Mr. Huo had just received the news that his subordinate had returned without success, the housekeeper outside the door suddenly rushed in.

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo!"

Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, seeing that the butler, who had always been prudent and self-reliant, was a little flustered, and suddenly asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

The housekeeper swallowed his saliva, and then hurriedly said with unsteady breath: "Outside the Huo family's old house, some distinguished guests have come!"

"Distinguished guest?"

"Yes, Mr. Huo. Those outside said they were from the Jing family and wanted to come to thank the Huo family."

The Jing family?

Mr. Huo's eyes were confused for a moment, and then suddenly changed.

The Jing family? !

There are many rumors about the Jing family.

From the beginning, the Jing family was a daunting black family, huge and dark, full of fear. Every time everyone mentions the Jing family, they have to shake it up.

But later, the Jing family went crazy looking for people all over the world, and then just two years later, they suddenly stopped doing it.

A huge black family suddenly disappeared and lived in seclusion.

But it was precisely because of their retreat that the current situation was unstable, which caused a lot of turmoil at that time.

Why did the Jing family, who had been hiding for a long time, suddenly appear and thank them?

Mr. Huo frowned slightly, waved his hands and said, "Welcome them in."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

After agreeing, Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo dressed up and went to the living room.

Inside, the members of the Jing family had already sat down properly.

Sitting on the main seat was an old man with a somewhat cold and gloomy expression, yet without losing his imposing manner. Beside him, sat a graceful young girl.

Both of them are dressed very well, and one can tell at a glance that although they have lived in hiding these years, they have not fallen into the countryside.

A centipede is dead but not stiff.

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo?" The old man sat there without moving, but his expression softened a little.

Mr. Huo felt the arrogance in his bones, but he didn't care. He just sat across from Mrs. Huo.

"Elder Jing? You are here today..."

Jing Lao glanced at the young girl beside him, raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "We are here today to thank you for what happened to my little girl back then."

"I don't know what Mr. Jing said?" Mr. Huo was a little curious.

"This matter is a long story..." Mr. Jing sighed, and said slowly: "My granddaughter has a very ill-fated life. I searched for decades before I found it... She was living on a deserted island back then. There have been some hardships up there.”

Hearing that he was living on a deserted island, Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows.

After listening to Jing Lao's next sentence, he said as expected: "The granddaughter was on the island at the time. Thanks to the mutual support of a young master, she was able to escape in the end. This young master is the young master of the Huo family, Huo Shen."

Elder Jing turned his head to the side, looked at the young girl beside him who had been quiet all the time, and said with gentle eyes: "This is the granddaughter I have been looking for for many years, and only now I found—"

All eyes were on the young girl.

Then, Jing Lao spit out a name: "—Jing Huan."