readx;?“ Yes, since I have set it up, then this matter is something that my Shen family can't get rid of, rather than being retributed in the end, it is better to let her fight, maybe there will be a way out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the old man's surprise, Shen Huailiang seemed relatively calm, after all, he was already a dead person, and many things might be seen more clearly.

"Why bother with today!" the old man shook his head and sighed, his eyes misty, not knowing what he was thinking.

Back then, Mr. Xiao Lu repeatedly reminded me to let go and stop being obsessed with that painting, but I was like a demon and couldn't extricate myself, so that Mr. Xiao Lu let go, and I fell deeper and deeper into today's field. When Shen Huailiang said this, his tone was a little sad, as if he was lamenting his ups and downs in life.

"My unsuccessful son left your Shen family, to be honest, it wasn't all because of that painting, but because he had other thoughts, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, and they can't blame him, he is also to help me keep a little bit of my old Lu family's blood!" The old man shook his head and said, then walked towards Shen Huailiang, stretched out his hand to pat Shen Huailiang's shoulder, but his hand passed through Shen Huailiang's body.

"I never dare to blame him for anything, just ask him not to blame me!" Shen Huailiang said with a smile, with a hint of unknown emotion in his tone.

"Don't worry, child, they are all fathers, I can understand your feelings, and I am a well-known calf protector, your little girl, I will beg my son to take care of her!"

"Xi'ao just went to the Shen family and saved my daughter, and I'm rushing to you at this moment, and it's almost there!" After the old man made an oath, Shen Huailiang was finally relieved.

"That kid still has a little conscience!" Hearing Shen Huailiang mention what his grandson did, he said with a little relief.

"This is probably Mr. Xiao Lu's arrangement, but once the surnamed Lu finds out that the painting is fake, he will definitely not give up, they can't stay here for too long, and they must leave Chongqing immediately!" Speaking of this, Shen Huailiang was a little anxious again.

"Don't worry, as soon as they come to me, I will immediately let them leave for Leshan!" the old man said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, sir, but I can't repay you as a dead man, only in the next life!" Shen Huailiang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old man, who hurriedly reached out to help.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock outside the house, the knock was deep and powerful, the sound was like thunder, and it soon woke up Sanqing and the others who had just moved into the house, and the first to get up was Mu Yi, of course, he was not voluntarily but was kicked awake by Fan Youwei, who was in the same bed. After scolding his mother softly, he reluctantly got up and went to open the door.

"What kind of person is this, I don't let people sleep in the middle of the night, it's really a hell!" Mu Yi muttered and cursed while walking towards the door, and when he walked to the door and was about to reach out to open the door, he suddenly remembered that this was not his home, and it seemed that he had to ask the owner to open the door. He retracted his hand, looked back, and found that the light in the study was still on, presumably the old man was still in the study, so he walked to the study.

"They're here, it's time for me to go, and the little girl will be taken care of by Mr.!" Shen Huailiang, who heard the movement, stood up from the ground and said sadly.

"Don't worry, you will have a good baby in the next life, usually, don't get involved in so many disputes again!" the old man said with a smile, and in the next second, Shen Huailiang disappeared in front of his eyes, and the door of the study was knocked on, and a call came.

"Old Lu, have you slept!" Outside the door of the study, Mu Yi asked in a voice that was neither high nor low.

"No!" the old man replied, then opened the door, and when he saw Mu Yi, he smiled slightly, "What's the matter, Dao Chief, it's been the middle of the night," the old man joked.

"No, it's not......" Mu Yi hurriedly shook his head, and then the knock outside the door sounded again, Mu Yishun pointed to the door and continued: "Someone knocked on the door!"

"Oh, there's a knock on the door and the door opens!" replied the old man casually, and walked straight to the door.

Mu Yi hurriedly followed, thinking that this old man was really open-minded, this is probably a portrayal of not doing bad things on weekdays, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, when he thought about it, the old man had already opened the door, outside the gate, there were three people standing, in the faint light, Mu Yi vaguely saw that the man standing in front was a burly man, what he was still carrying on his shoulders, like a bulging sack, on his left and right, there was a woman standing on one side, and a short man on the other side looked like it should be a teenager, these three people were probably a family of three, this was Mu Yi's first reaction。 But when he approached, he immediately found that his reaction was wrong, the burly man in the center was a middle-aged man, his expression was a little serious, the short man was not the teenager he imagined, but a man in his thirties, covered in wounds, and the woman was young and beautiful, dressed fashionably, like a rich daughter, but she looked lost her soul, looking at what the burly man was carrying on his shoulders, where was the sack, as if he was a person who did not move! Mu Yi was startled, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Sanqing's house, wanting to see if his master had come out. God knows where these three eccentrics came from, what they went through, and what they wanted to do.

"You, why are you here!" After seeing the three people, the old man's eyes finally fell on the burly man, it can be seen from his actions that he only knows this person among the three people, and as soon as the old man said this, Mu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could judge that he was not here to seek revenge.

"It's a long story!" said the burly man, in a deep voice.

"Don't learn from your old man, long story short!" the old man said with three points of anger, looking like a parent was reprimanding his children.

"Yes!" the burly man looked fierce, but in front of the old man he looked like a docile sheep, "Something happened to the Shen family, a Hangzhou dragon crossed the river, and the Shen family was served, Shen Huailiang he, he died!" Speaking of this, the burly man paused, subconsciously shook his shoulder, and signaled to the old man that it was Shen Huailiang's corpse on his shoulder.

The old man glanced at the corpse on the man's shoulder, but there was no big reaction, but the young woman standing next to him suddenly burst into tears. The short man on the other side of her cry also looked sad.

Mu Yi touched his head, a little confused, and the old man frowned.