Originally, Li Banruo thought that maybe the outside of this courtyard was sparse and ordinary, and it must show the wealth of the Cao family, but after he entered, he realized that he was completely wrong.

If you don't talk about the identity of the owner here, Li Banruo is very suspicious that he just entered the home of some Dousheng Xiaomin, although it seems that he can't pick out a thorn, but there is really nothing conspicuous, old-fashioned furniture, an old tea table, only a large fish tank, but there are only a few small grass carp swimming happily in the fish tank, and there are a few cursive letters hanging on the wall at random, but the handwriting, even Li Banruo, who doesn't understand the door, doesn't feel anything.

Ma Wenrou did not pause, but chose to walk directly to the fish tank, knocked lightly on the door, and then pushed the door in.

Li Banruo, who had not finished admiring the whole picture of this huge living room, followed, and entered this room full of the smell of ink, with white walls, and a large table covered with felt in the middle, an old man in a light blue coat was waving, writing a pair of cursive writing with a brush that looked like two thumbs thick, and was not distracted by the two people who entered.

This old man looks rickety and short, a face that looks extremely old, his skin has been wrinkled to the point that he can hardly see his true appearance, and there is no trace of aura on his body, except for the words "bad old man", Li Banruo really doesn't know how to describe it, although he looks old and tall, but the old man's writing posture looks extraordinarily powerful, and the huge five-foot rice paper has four big words written on it, but Li Panruo's level is really limited, and he can't distinguish this cursive script at all.

Ma Wenrou stood aside, looking at this old man with a cold expression, that look, but there was no sloppiness at all, Li Banruo felt a little unacceptable to such a setting, he made countless assumptions in his heart, how to say that even if the head of the family does not have three heads and six arms, he has to give people a strong man's momentum, but in front of him, he is just a bad old man without murder.

After writing these four words, the old man put down the big brush, raised his head and couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, glanced at Ma Wenrou, and then glanced at Li Panruo behind Ma Wenrou, who seemed to pay more attention to this face, and seemed to be a little surprised by Ma Wenrou, who was not Xue Monkey's behind him.

Li Panruo saw the old man looking at him, and couldn't help but try not to think nonsense, although the old man's eyes were not murderous, nor did they have the slightest sharpness, but he had a very special feeling, that is, as if he had been seen through.

He didn't know why he felt this way, and he was still wondering why this bad old man, who was even far from Liu Qingsong in momentum, could make Ma gentle and taboo to this point, was it just because of the Cao family behind this old man?

"I won't come back for two years, and there is no such Cao family in my heart?" The old man slowly sat down on the wooden chair behind him, his movements looked extremely slow, and he said in a somewhat hoarse voice, perhaps because his voice was too old, which made people a little inaudible.

"What's the point of me coming back or not? Anyway, for the Cao family, what is more important is the shares in the mansion, can I send the money over without a penny, do I still need to come back?" Ma said softly and emotionlessly, looking at the old man like a razor, and did not seem to show the slightest snubbing because of the harmlessness of this old man.

After hearing Ma Wenrou's words, the old man's expression was a little subtle, he cleared his throat and said: "Ten years, for you, this Cao family, there is not the slightest feeling? Ma Wenrou, you make me very cold." ”

She smiled, but it was an absolutely cold smile, and she said, "Didn't you teach me?"

The old man's expression became a little unkind, he seemed to dislike Ma Wenrou's way of speaking, but the next moment he suddenly said with a little smile: "It seems that this Cao family can't let go of such a big bodhisattva as you." ”

"Can you rest assured, you should know better than me, don't talk about these meaningless things between us, let's say, there is something we need to meet, I came to the capital this time, but it is not for the Cao family, nor because of you bad old man. Ma said gently without any worries, maybe in the entire Cao family, she was the only one who dared to talk to this old man like this.

Li Panruo's face was frightened, he thought in his heart that Ma Wenrou's words were too murderous, this was simply a tear of his face, but the old man didn't care, but said calmly: "I know, you came back to attend the wedding in two days, as for seeing you, first, I just want to see you, seeing that you are still so alive and vigorous without any weaknesses, I am also relieved, and second, I plan to let Thirteen go to your hands to temper and temper, I think about it, or it is most appropriate for you to polish it." ”

Ma Wenrou frowned tightly after hearing this, her expression could be described as gloomy, and she said in a cold tone: "I didn't think that I still have the value of being exploited." ”

"In the past two years, your side has gradually stabilized, I confirmed with Cao Kui, now it is just right to call him over, just let him go and play, just put a position for him casually, don't show mercy to his subordinates, this child is lawless in the capital, don't suffer a little, I really don't know how thick the sky is. The old man's tone was still like that, but it inexplicably gave people a feeling that they could not be refused.

Ma was gentle with a sarcastic face, because this old man is like this, in front of this old man, she has never had room to refuse, this is an absolute strength, so strong that people can't breathe, always when she thinks that she has given enough to this Cao family, she needs to give more.

It was in this situation of being squeezed that she became the person she is now, and maybe one day she will thank this old man for torturing her, but at least not now.

"Are you really willing to be your precious grandson?" Ma said softly and lifelessly, a feeling she had long been accustomed to, and even forgot the word resistance for a while.

This huge Cao family seems to be a mountain that she cannot overcome in her life.

The old man still had the same face, and said unhurriedly: "Why can't you be reluctant? And for you, I am absolutely relieved." ”

It's just that when he said this, there was a hint of deep taste in his eyes.

Is this a threat?