The Wen family in the south, the old man of the Wen family looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with an angry face, that is, Wen Yiqian's father.

"I didn't expect you to be so breathless when you are middle-aged?" The old man of the Wen family said angrily.

"At this time, the Wen family actually sent someone to assassinate that man? Is it a complete break with it? A flash of anger flashed in Old Man Wen's eyes, in the final analysis, he was angry.

The Northeast is in turmoil, and now the victory is not scored, although Wen Yiqian was expelled from the family, but after all, there was room for it, although he was not optimistic about the young man, but the chess game did not end at the moment, who dared to assert the victory.

The old man already had a lot of complaints about the second son's kicking out of the house Fu Meifeng, but it was finally his son's family affair, and he didn't say too much.

The Wen family cannot afford to withstand turmoil now, especially at this turbulent time.

But you don't want to, one wrong step, one wrong step? How should I write this one?

That person, no fashion can make a three-foot wave, and now the Wen family actually sent someone to assassinate him, but this feud is very big.

If it succeeds, it's just that, I don't want to not only not succeed, but also lead to the identity of that man as a strong man on the heavenly list, once the dust settles in the northeast, then what if the sword is pointed at the Wen family at that time?

Seeing that the old man was angry, Wen Yiqian's father lowered his head and didn't say a word, although he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to argue.

Seeing the appearance of the second son, the old man of the Wen family already knew in his heart that this son was not convinced after all.

"However, now he is the only link between the mother and daughter," the old man of the Wen family sighed slightly, waved his hand tiredly, and motioned for Wen Yiqian's father to leave, but when he left, he said a few words of advice, so as not to be alive.

In the end, he knew that he was righteous with family affection, and even entrusted the position of the head of the family to him, so he was relieved to let him leave.

Wen Yuan lowered his head and left with emotion on his face, and when he came to the outside room, he met Wen Zhigao, "Second uncle, I'm afraid I was scolded by the old man, haha." Wen Zhigao said a little proudly.

In the final analysis, the two are not from the same background after all, and provocations between words are inevitable.

"Hmph," Wen Yuan snorted angrily and passed by Wen Zhigao.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of the arc of the conspiracy, "Yanque Anzhi Honghu Zhizhi, my good father, do you think I really don't know, you have always wanted to pass on the position of the head of the family to the eldest brother, this time, if I don't send someone to assassinate that man, how can you say good things to me, haha, no matter what, this debt is the Wen family's back, as for me to bow my head?" What about bowing your head once? Wen Yuan smiled coldly.

He was gambling, betting that Xiao Fan would win the final victory, and in that case, the Wen family would have no choice but to make him the head of the family. "Hehe, I gave birth to a good daughter after all." The corners of Wen Yuan's mouth hooked up a smug arc.

Wen Zhigao looked at the back of Wen Yuan leaving, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint arc, "My good second uncle, do you really think that I can't see the smugness in your eyes?" ”

"There is no way back for the Wen family, you want to be the head of the family, you have a good calculation, could it be that wise man who is close to the demon doesn't know, who did it? You're naïve after all. Wen Zhigao smiled coldly.

"If the bamboo basket is empty, what will you do at that time?" Wen Zhigao smiled faintly.

Seeing the figure of the old man, Wen Zhigao called out respectfully, "Grandpa." ”

Old Man Wen looked at his grandson and smiled faintly, "The setbacks experienced have grown up after all, the Wen family still has to be handed over to you, your second uncle is a little worse after all, such a person may be able to get away with it for a while, but in the long run, it is not appropriate after all." Old Man Wen said with a touch of tiredness in his eyes.

patted Wen Zhigao's shoulder, sighed lightly, then stopped speaking, put his hands behind his back, and left by himself, but the figure was more rickety than usual.

Wen Zhigao looked at the figure of the old man leaving, and couldn't help but think of the high-spirited old man who used to be.

"It turns out that the years are the most ruthless, and that old man is so old?" Wen Zhigao's eyes showed a touch of admiration.

Then he shook his head suddenly, "My good grandfather, you have a good calculation, warmth?" Hehe, this is probably the least valuable thing in your eyes, right? At the end of the day, you still can't let go of the power in your hands. Wen Zhigao smiled coldly.

Looking at the old man's back, there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"How unfortunate is it to be born in such a family, intrigue every day?" Wen Zhigao smiled, shook his head, and left on his own.

A few fallen leaves fell, and Wen Zhigao's back disappeared around the corner.

On the bank of the Canglan River, Xiao Fan looked at the woman with a picturesque face in front of him, and there was a faint warmth in his eyes.

"Are you leaving?" Xiao Fan asked softly.

"Well, there is no suspense in the ending, and there is no point in me staying." The woman said, looking at the turbulent river, her eyes were not shocked.

"Now that the victory or defeat is not scored, how can you dare to assert that there is no suspense?" Xiao Fan looked at it and said with a wry smile.

"I'm an outsider, so I can see it clearly." The corners of the woman's mouth curled up in a shallow arc.

"What do you know?" Xiao Fan asked.

"I know a lot, such as Nie Zhongtian, such as the Xiao family, but how you want to deal with Zhang Jiandong, I can't guess." The woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said with some annoyance.

"Don't you want to stay and see?" Xiao Fan asked with a smile.

"No, I just care about the outcome." The woman looked at Xiao Fan and said.

"What if I lose? Actually, I am not sure of victory. Xiao Fan said lightly.

"If you lose, you lose, who can keep you?" The woman looked at Xiao Fan and winked playfully.

Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly, "When are you leaving?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Now," the woman said softly.

"Ruoxi," Xiao Fan looked at the woman in front of him with a little tenderness in his eyes, and called softly.

"Huh?" The woman's pretty face was slightly red, and she was a little overwhelmed by Xiao Fan's tender murmur, her two hands were intertwined uneasily in front of her, blinking her eyes, like a girl in her first love, revealing a trace of nervousness.

"You know that I am reluctant to let you go, why don't you leave quietly, and you still want to tell me?" Xiao Fan looked at the woman and asked softly.

Yang Ruoxi tilted her head cutely and looked at Xiao Fan, "I just want to tell you." Yang Ruoxi said lightly.

Xiao Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, took Yang Ruoxi's delicate body into his arms, and sniffed the fragrance of the woman's hair, "I don't want to leave, really, even if I can't see you, but I know that you are looking at me from a corner of this city, and I will be happy." Xiao Fan whispered softly in Yang Ruoxi's ear.