Just as Ruan Qianya passed by her, she suddenly screamed, her body leaned back, and her face was full of panic.

However, the expected pain did not hit, she opened her eyes suspiciously, only to see that the corners of her clothes were firmly pulled by Ruan Qianya, and she was quietly looking at her with a posture of watching a play.

This kind of little trick is simply pediatric in Ruan Qianya's opinion.

Feng Yiyun is nothing more than trying to frame herself, once she is accused of hurting her family in order to fight for family property, then her notoriety can be regarded as solid.

But it's a pity that Ruan Qianya was on guard against this, and reacted quickly when she saw Feng Yiyun leaning back.

With a gentle pull, Feng Yiyun was pulled back, and she didn't let go of her hand until she stood firm.

Ruan Qianya chuckled sarcastically, and reminded "kindly": "Second aunt, you are old now, and you can't even walk downstairs steadily, so it's better not to go downstairs in the future, just stay in the room safely." ”

"If you really fall down the stairs one day, if you hit your head and fall into a vegetative state, it will really become a drag on the Nangong family."

Feng Yiyun's face turned pale with anger, secretly clenched her five fingers, forced out a smile, and gritted her teeth and said: "Before I saw you being kicked out of Nangong's house, I won't give up, your concern is really superfluous!" ”

"Whatever you want." Ruan Qianya shrugged her shoulders and walked straight past her.

Ruan Qianya went straight upstairs to her own room, closed the door, and did not come out of the room again.

Feng Yiyun stared at her room, frowning suspiciously, guessing the purpose of Ruan Qianya's return.

had long expected that Feng Yiyun would definitely stare at her all the time, Ruan Qianya deliberately asked the maid to break her away, and then took the opportunity to enter the old man's room.

Since the old man passed away, no maid has come in to clean the room.

The furnishings in the room were still the same as before, Ruan Qianya sat on the small sofa in the room, looking around, trying to find a trace of abnormality in it.

His eyes gradually fell on the safe on the wall, and when he thought of the password that the old man had told him, he suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart.

Open the safe, take out the key inside, open the drawer at the head of the bed, inside are a few thick brown paper file bags, she took out those file bags, she wanted to see the contents, but accidentally found a white envelope at the bottom layer.

Ruan Qianya suspiciously put the file bag in her hand aside, then picked up the envelope, carefully tore it open, pulled out the paper inside and unfolded it, it was a letter, and it was a letter to Nangong Yu.

Just seeing Nangong Yu's name, Ruan Qianya's heart suddenly "chuckled", and the uneasy premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She held her breath as she read the letter line by line, her hands trembling with the loving and forgiving words, her eyes reddening, and a heavy stone on her chest that made it difficult for her to breathe.

It turns out that the old man knows everything.

He heard the call between the housekeeper and Nangong Yu by chance, and clearly understood that the housekeeper had done something in the medicine he usually drank.

But he knew everything, but he didn't expose it, and even drank the "poison" that the housekeeper sent to his mouth every day, without the slightest hesitation.

The old man knew that the medicine was a chronic poison, so he also knew that he didn't have much time to live, so he would be anxious to help Nangong He consolidate his power within the group, and he would be anxious to make a will to explain everything.

He could completely skip drinking the medicine that was enough to kill him, and he could completely expose Nangong Yu's ugly face.

But he didn't. Huaxia Library

The old man knew Nangong Yu's hatred for him, and he knew the indignation in Nangong Yu's heart, but he didn't want Nangong Yu to blame others for all his misfortunes.

If he dies and can wipe out the hatred in Nangong Yu's heart, then he is willing and willing.

Seeing the end, Ruan Qianya's tears could no longer be restrained, and they fell in a flutter, crying silently......

The old man wanted to use his death to make up for his debt to Nangong Yu, dispel the hatred in her heart, and clear her unwillingness, but all this was just the old man's beautiful luxury.

Even if Nangong Yu personally killed the old man, she still didn't have the slightest remorse.

Ruan Qianya is really not worth it for the old man.

The five fingers holding the letter slowly tightened, Ruan Qianya's emotions were difficult to calm down for a while, and she couldn't wait to throw the letter on Nangong Yu's face, so that she could see how tolerant the old man was to her.

But even if she did this, it would be in vain, Nangong Yu was now carried away by interests, and she had no conscience at all.

Ruan Qianya stabilized her mood for a while, and then opened several file bags in her hand, which were all about the old man's past experience in talking about business, as well as the list of the most frequent contacts within the group.

These seemingly useless things are actually exactly what Nangong He needs.

Ruan Qianya had to sigh again that the old man's material was like a god, more precisely, he knew enough about Nangong He.

Walking out of the old man's room with these things, he accidentally bumped into Nangong Lingyu, who had just returned to the old mansion.

Ruan Qianya paused, her whole body was stiff, and she subconsciously shrank her hand back, hiding the things in her hand behind her.

Nangong Lingyu just lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand, although he only saw a corner, he also guessed a few points.

"Who let you into Grandpa's room?" Nangong Lingyu asked gloomily.

Those sharp and cold eyes made Ruan Qianya's heart cold and inexplicably uneasy.

She suppressed the panic in her heart, and her face was still calm, "I just want to go to my grandfather's room to find an old thing to keep as a memory, why are you so nervous?" It's like I'm afraid I'll find out something. ”

Nangong Lingyu snorted sarcastically, "I think you are worried that the old man's room will leave evidence that you killed him, so you came to clean up the scene, right?" ”

"Who's going to clean up the site after a few days like this? Your imagination is too rich, isn't it? ”

Nangong Lingyu disagreed, "Of course it's possible, after all, I have already ordered that no one is allowed to approach the old man's room, so you don't have to worry about exposing yourself." ”

"But now that the old man's filial piety has passed, you are afraid that someone will find out your handle, so you deliberately went back to the old mansion to clean up the scene, am I right?"

To your size! Ruan Qianya thought so in her heart.

However, she didn't burst out of this foul language, but the smile on her face was far-fetched, "Your logic is really meticulous enough!" ”

There was a bit of irony in these words, which made the atmosphere between the two instantly freeze.

Without showing weakness, he looked at Nangong Lingyu, and Ruan Qianya asked coldly: "If you really want to talk about suspicion, your suspicion is not small, right?" ”