The corners of Rong Shujun's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a thoughtful smile, and he pushed the door and left under the slightly smiling gaze of the Rong family master.

The cool moonlight sprinkled the earth, and the cool evening breeze blew away the clouds characteristic of the evening, and then brushed the treetops, and the dappled shadows of the trees flickered on the ground.

Rong Shujun placed a small jar of wine next to him, sitting alone on the roof, holding a wine glass in his hand, drinking without a sip, but his eyes never left the moon crooked in the sky.

"It is said that the moon sends lovesickness, Xin'er, do you feel it at the moment?" After saying that, he smiled and poured another glass of wine, saluted to the moonlight, and then drank it all.

"Why is it that you are drinking here alone? But tonight's moonlight is really good. Rong Shujun looked behind him diagonally, and Jiang Mo also sat next to him.

Picked up another jar of wine and poured it violently, "Tsk, this wine is really strong, by the way, how is the situation on your side?" ”

Jiang Mo looked up at the crescent moon, but his face was full of sorrow, but it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

Rong Shujun put down the wine in his hand and pointed to the moon in front of him, "Do you see that the moon in front of you is very different from this time in the past?" The cycle is not exactly the same, but in the end it shows us like this. ”

He turned his head, his eyes seemed to be foggy and clear, he looked at Jiang Mo fixedly, and after a while, he turned his head with a chuckle.

Jiang Mo frowned, looked at the moon in front of him in a daze, and after a while, he let go of his brows, as if he had figured it out, and poured another sip of wine.

"What about you? How's it going? Rong Shujun's words came again.

Jiang Mo's hand paused, and he smiled bitterly, "No, my father, you don't know, he has never let me down, and he has never cared about my life and death." ”

I still remember the indifferent words of the Jiang family master just now, Jiang Mo grabbed the hand of the altar and tightened it again and again.

Jiang Mo, who was disguised just now, was inquiring about the news in the mansion, and was attracted by a noise, which was the study of the head of the Jiang family.

His ears were pressed against the window, but inside was the sound of Jiang Zhiwan and the head of the Jiang family.

"Father, do you know the situation in the secret realm, so you deliberately let the eldest brother die?" Jiang Zhiwan's questioning voice reached Jiang Mo's ears.

"It's not your business, go out, someone will take the young lady out." The Jiang family master's unemotional command made Jiang Mo immediately dodge to the roof.

"Father, you were right by me, although you don't like the eldest brother anymore, but he is your biological son after all, not to mention the death of your aunt back then, the eldest brother didn't know anything, why did you sentence him to death, and he was sentenced to death for so many years."

Jiang Zhiwan was dragged by the family's arm, she struggled, and looked at the head of the Jiang family angrily.

With a "snap", the cup in the hand of the head of the Jiang family fell to Jiang Zhiwan's feet, and she looked at the head of the Jiang family in disbelief.

"Father, don't you want your daughter either? So you're going to smash it here? She struggled to break free from her family's restraints and pointed to her forehead.

The head of the Jiang family walked towards Jiang Zhiwan step by step and grabbed her neck, "Do you think I don't dare?" If it weren't for the fact that you are a little like her, I would have indulged you for so many years? ”

The cold voice, the big hand full of calluses brushed Jiang Zhiwan's face, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Zhiwan's face turned from red to blue, but the head of the Jiang family still showed no signs of letting go, Jiang Mo on the roof clenched his fists and was about to rush into the house.

The head of the Jiang family let go of his hand at this time, "cough, cough, cough......" Jiang Zhiwan gasped hard, and her tears were also brushed down.

The head of the Jiang family on the side looked at the crying daughter in front of him, and the hand that was still in mid-air, slowly clenched, flicked his sleeves and turned around, "Housekeeper, take the young lady down." ”

Under Jiang Zhiwan's dull gaze, the housekeeper called two maids and pulled her down.

Jiang Mo didn't leave, there were only two people left in the room below, the head of the Jiang family and the housekeeper, the head of the Jiang family seemed to stumble a little, walked to the stool and sat down, rubbing his sore temples.

The housekeeper took a step forward and opened his mouth, but he stopped talking, shook his head secretly, and retreated from the room, and Jiang Mo also left.

The next morning, Jiang Mo finished his work, and walked around the house alone, and when he was about to reach the back door, he saw a figure sneakily preparing to approach there.

After looking around, and seeing that no one was following, he flashed behind the man and shouted, "What kind of person, sneaky there?" ”

"Ahh Hearing this voice, Jiang Mo immediately went up and covered this person's mouth, this person was none other than Jiang Zhiwan.

"Miss, don't talk, I'll let you go." He slowly let go of the hand that was covering Jiang Zhiwan.

Jiang Zhiwan turned around slowly, but what she saw was someone she didn't know, and she couldn't help frowning, "Who are you?" ”

Jiang Mo hurriedly waved his hand, "The little one has seen the young lady, and it was the little maid who just came to the house." ”

Jiang Zhiwan waved her hand, "That's it, it's none of your business, you go down first, and don't talk too much." ”

"Yes." Jiang Mo said yes, bowed back and stepped back, but he saw the housekeeper secretly observing in the corner of the wall.

"Ahem, butler, what are you doing here?" Jiang Mo cleared his throat and stood behind the butler unconsciously.

The housekeeper was stunned, why is this voice so familiar, isn't this the voice of the young master? He turned around with confusion.

"Are you a young master?" He asked, tentatively.

Jiang Mo nodded, "Uncle Jiang, let's take a step to speak." ”

In the Jiang family's library, Jiang Mo sat at the desk, and the housekeeper was now in front of him and carefully observed him.

"Young Master, when did you come back? Why do you want to dress up like this? ”

Jiang Mo hooked the corner of his mouth on the right, "Then Uncle Jiang thinks that I should dress up like that, do I appear as the eldest young master of the Jiang family?" And then let my father use me once and disappear into the world without me knowing? ”

There was a slight mockery in the questioning, and the voice with pathetic feelings in the mockery came out of Jiang Mo's mouth, and Steward Jiang was speechless for a while.

Because he didn't know how to answer, but as he said, even if he came back safely, the master would not necessarily be very happy, and after so many years, the master's attitude towards this son has been revealed, how could he not understand.

"Then the young master came back here for?" After a while, Steward Jiang asked again.

Jiang Mo sneered, "Heh, I came back this time to make sure once again whether my father still hates me as always, but now it seems that he really didn't disappoint me." ”

Jiang Mo sneered and said to himself, why did he still have expectations, he shook his head secretly, and looked at Steward Jiang again.

"You found out that Wan'er went out just now, do you want to report to him?" Jiang Mo's voice suddenly became cold, and he looked at Steward Jiang with a torch in his eyes.

Steward Jiang shook his beard and showed a kind smile, "Young master, please rest assured, I won't tell the master, it's not a good choice for the young lady to stay away from here." He looked out the window, slightly relieved.