In fact, he had found out some information about Xiao Yu, the owner of the villa, but he didn't dare to say anything about the bit of information he had found.

An orphan whose parents died and returned to study in Huicheng?

Only a fool would believe that information!

But the problem is that in addition to that, there is no other information about Xiao Yu at all!

"If you can't find it, you won't find a way!?Are you a pig's brain!?" Rong Yue picked up the cigarette gun, eager to smash the door of Rong Gucheng's head twice, only to be so frightened that Rong Gucheng's soul was not possessed.

"This ...... Dad, that little ghost, I think it's better not to look into it anymore. Rong Gucheng replied with a sad face.

Syllable!

Rong Yue's cigarette gun finally hit him the head.

"Bastard! Xiao Zhou doesn't see people alive or dead, you dare not investigate? No wonder the huge Rong family has defeated you! You have this bit of courage!?"

"No......"

Rong Gucheng cried and just wanted to distinguish when Rong Yue's cigarette stick fell on his head with a bang.

"The son of a son of a bitch, if you don't find out about this matter, Lao Tzu will cut off your master!"

"Dad, listen to me first!" Rong Gucheng looked aggrieved.

Rong Yue glared at him: "If you have a fart, let it go!"

"That Xiao Yu, the background seems to be a bit complicated. According to the previous information, he seems to be a student of Huicheng No. 2 Middle School......"

"Huicheng? is the Huicheng where Zi'an is?"

For that third-tier city, he didn't know, but since he knew that Rong Zi'an, that is, Ye Qing was there, he knew that there was such a small place in this world where birds don't lay eggs.

"Yes! and...... That little ghost happened to be Zi'an's former student when he was teaching in Huicheng. ”

"So coincidentally?" the old man was also stunned.

"Isn't it!?It's this little ghost who bankrupted several companies in Zizhou!"

"It's him!?" Rong Yue's face twisted with hatred.

Your uncle, it turns out that the person who made all this is the same bastard!

At that time, Zizhou went to Huicheng to do ideological work for Zi'an, but that little ghost came up and punched and kicked Zizhou......

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I know this!

He knew about Xiao Yu bankrupting several small companies in Rong Zizhou, and he also knew that the origin of that little ghost seemed to be a bit not simple.

But he only knew that the little ghost was called Shennong, but he didn't know that the real name of this little ghost was Xiao Yu.

"As you instructed, I asked someone to check his information, but his information in Huicheng is very simple, and it is a bit fake. I wanted someone to investigate a little deeper, but as soon as the relationship was called, the phone called. ”

"Upper-and-a-half!?" Rong Yue stared at him in amazement.

"Yes...... Dahua Mansion!"

"What!?"

Rong Yue was shocked, stunned, and didn't even know that the cigarette fell to the ground.

The Dahua Mansion actually stopped the Rong family's investigation!?The origin of that little ghost......

Thinking of this, his whole body couldn't help but shudder, picked up the cigarette stick, and slammed it on Rong Gucheng's head: "Bastard! Such important information, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Rong Gucheng also looked aggrieved: Didn't I just want to say it? Before I could open my mouth, I was beaten like a dog by you, I said your sister!

But he didn't dare to say this, but he had already scolded the old man thousands of times in his heart.

"It's a big fuss! It's a big fuss, this little devil is so big!" the old man climbed into his chair with a sad face, and squatted there smoking his cigarette gun.

"Dad, Zizhou can't die in vain!"

The lady sitting next to Rong Gucheng, that is, Rong Zizhou's mother, shouted coquettishly.

"Then you're going to kill his little ghost?" Rong Yue stared at her coldly.

The noblewoman's lips moved twice, but she still didn't dare to speak.

Rong Yue took a hard puff of his cigarette before he spit out a sentence viciously: "This matter, this is the end." ”

"Dad!" the lady wanted to say.

Rong Yue's big smoking gun slammed directly on her head: "Bastard! If you hadn't taught your son no way, Zizhou would have ended up like this!? Acquaintances treat Lao Tzu honestly, if I know what kind of means you are doing, be careful that Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The noble lady had a frightened look on her face, and hurriedly lowered her head, but at an angle that the old man could not see, there was a vicious look on her countenance......

"One more thing, Dad, I heard...... The third son of the Song family is back. ”

When it came to the little third son of the Song family, even if he was as violent as Rong Yue's bullish temper, he instantly quieted down.

"How?"

"I heard...... He was very dissatisfied with the family affairs arranged by the old man of his family......"

Rong Yue breathed a long sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

He was still worried in his heart, if that kid from the Song family had to marry Zi'an, it would be a big trouble.

After all, for now, neither the Song family nor the mysterious boy Xiao Yu can offend his Rong family.

If the two sides really eat the dog, it would be okay to bite the other party's family, if no one can help anyone, in the end, the unlucky people on both sides who are not pleasing are definitely the Rong family!

......

At the same time, in a small but very large manor on the outskirts of Beijing.

In the depths of this manor, there is an antique courtyard house.

Unlike the ornate villas of ordinary big families, the old man of the Song family obviously prefers the ancient Chinese architectural style.

Overlooking the whole Zhuang country, the layout is three groups of six courtyards, each group of one to three courtyards is unequal, all are quadrangle courtyard structure, the houses are mostly carved beams and painted buildings, the bright pillars and flower windows, the momentum is magnificent, it is magnificent. The main building runs through the north and south of the three courtyards side by side, and each courtyard is intersected by four to six entrances, all of which are intersected by the middle door, and there are corridors on the side. The main house is in the center, with left and right compartments. The whole manor courtyard is overlapped, orderly, the houses are dense and orderly, row upon row, harmonious, well-made, simple and simple, which not only presents the typical characteristics of Dahua traditional residential architecture, but also shows the luxury of the Song family.

Song Weichen, the head of the Song family, was respectfully sitting on the left side of the first seat of the main mansion hall, carefully waiting for the old man in a robe on the first seat.

The old man couldn't tell his age, but there was an awe-inspiring majesty between his kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with a hint of kindness on his red face, but there was a bit of indescribable domineering and pride in the kindness.

This is the contemporary old man of the Song family, the father of the contemporary head of the family, Song Weichen, Song Ji.

If there is a martial artist who knows a little about cultivation here, he will definitely find that this old man with strong spirits is actually a Great Perfection martial artist!