Chapter 1102: Hatred of wives

The man is tall, estimated to be more than 1.9 meters, looks like about forty to fifty years old, well maintained, except for a few faint wrinkles around his eyes, there are not many marks on his face.
The man was wearing a coat and when he came to Jian Yiling's table, he took off his coat and hung it on the chair next to him.
Then the man sat down on the sofa opposite Jian Yiling, supporting his chin with one hand.
There are not many people in the bar at this time, but it is still a bit noisy, not a good place to talk about things.
"We finally met." The man smiled ambiguously.
Dangerous signals emanated from the man.
"Do you know me?" Jian Yiling looked at the man and asked a question calmly.
"From the day you got engaged with Master Zhai, I have been paying attention to you. Every thing you do in the capital, every hot search on you, I have paid attention to it." The man lingered. As he spoke, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, full of playfulness.
"What hate do you and the Zhai family have?" Jian Yiling went straight ahead and asked the question directly.
"Does the hatred of taking my wife count?" The man smiled, "Zhai Bochen robbed my woman, but didn't take care of her and let her die in the delivery room. Then shouldn't he go with her?"
There was hatred on the mouth, but the man's face kept smiling.
Jian Yiling frowned.
The man looked at Jian Yiling and said with a smile: "Don’t worry, as long as you are obedient, I won’t move you or Ashen. He is her child, the continuation of her life, and not only inherits her. Beauty, even her unique heart has been inherited. How am I willing to hurt him and you?"
Jian Yiling continued to ask: "What is your relationship with the Goodman family?"
"My deceased wife is the eldest daughter of the Goodman family. What do you think I have to do with their family? The one you have just met, Anna, should call me uncle."
The man really has a deep connection with the Goodman family, so he knows about the compass.
"What do you want Compass to do?" Jian Yiling asked.
"Of course it is for the treasure map on the compass." The man said with a smile, "otherwise you think why I want to say so much to you, because I know that only if I ask in person, you will tell the secret of the treasure map. Tell me, are you?"
"I don't want to give you the compass." Jian Yiling said.
"Little cute, you don't think my uncle has fallen into the bed, and I will answer you whatever you ask, but I won't get anything from you, right?"
There was a confident and sarcasm smile on the man's face, as if everything was in his grasp, and Jian Yiling was just a piece of fish on his chopping board.
The man finished speaking, admiring Jian Yiling's expression.
It's a pity that this little girl was born with a lack of expression, and he couldn't see the surprised and confused look on her face.
What a pity this pretty little face.
Before Jian Yiling could speak, the man solved the mystery by himself: "Why do you think I asked you to be in this bar? Because this is my place, and everything you do here is under my control. Your IQ is quite high and you should know what to do to save time."
The man continued to say casually: "Also, you should try now to see if you can connect with your people. There is a shield under this position. I can turn it on at any time."