"What's the matter with the girl?"

The man saw that Chen Mengtian was not here to eat.

At the door of the restaurant, Chen Ping and Chen Baojie, father and son, walked in at this time.

Looking at the three of them, the man standing at the counter no longer packed his things, and there was a clear look of defensiveness in his eyes.

Seeing that he was so guarded, Chen Mengtian smiled and said, "I came here today not to eat, but to really have something." ”

As she spoke, she took out the title deed of Longqing Restaurant from her arms.

The title deed was taken out, but she didn't send it to the man at the counter, so that the other party could take it.

Instead, the title deed is opened, held up and sent to the other party.

She said: "Now this Longqing Restaurant belongs to me, and I will go to Yamen today to change the name of this land deed." ”

These words made the man standing at the counter burst into tears.

The other party's face looked older than Chen Ping, who came over, his face was haggard, and his eyes were red.

The middle-aged man standing at the counter is the shopkeeper of this Longqing restaurant.

His name is Zhu Tongshan, and he was bought by Zhu's father from Renyazi, when he was still a weak scholar.

is a person who survives in this world and has no way to live, and it was Zhu's father who gave him a way to live.

Zhu Tongshan looked at the title deed sent to him, cried and choked up: "My eldest young master, why did you just leave and return like this, and you didn't even leave a corpse!"

How can you let me have a face, facing the dead master, and now I haven't saved this restaurant, how can I face the lord in the future......"

When Chen Ping, father and son, who came over, heard this, one of their faces changed greatly, and the other was confused.

Chen Ping's eyes showed a little doubt, he didn't understand what was going on.

Similarly, Chen Baojie didn't understand why this Zhu Ziyue died.

They had been eating together before.

He naturally knew that Zhu Ziyue, who had been with Jiang Zebei, was the eldest young master of this restaurant.

But he didn't want to believe that the young man who was full of literary brilliance died like this.

Chen Baojie walked to Chen Mengtian's side and asked softly, "What's going on?" ”

The excited smile on his face was gone, and it was a little heavier.

Hearing his question, Chen Mengtian was also a little confused.

She took back the title deed in her hand, and looked sideways puzzled: "You haven't seen Wang Zhu in the past two days?" ”

"See." Chen Baojie didn't understand the relationship between the two.

And Chen Mengtian looked at the puzzled Chen Baojie, but understood that Wang Zhu was a person who could be friends.

Jiang Zebei, Chen Qishan, and Zhu Ziyue all knew about it.

But he didn't even say it, not even Chen Baojie.

She briefly told Chen Baojie about Jiang Zebei and the others.

Only the eldest prince and Zhu Ziyue are alive, but they haven't mentioned it at all.

After Chen Baojie heard this, he was shocked, "What about Jiang Zebei?" Is he alright? ”

At the same time, Zhu Tongshan, who was standing at the counter, gradually became much less choked after hearing Chen Mengtian's words.

He regained his sanity a little, and looked at Chen Mengtian outside the counter vigilantly, wanting to know her identity and how she got the title deed in her hand.

"He's fine, but Zhu Ziyue ......"

She didn't say what she said later, but Chen Baojie knew that the young man was gone.

Although Zhu Tongshan was sad, he was not reconciled.

He looked at the title deed of the restaurant in Chen Mengtian's hand, and asked with a bit of sharpness: "Girl, I don't know where this title deed in your hand came from?"