Luo Cong immediately came to the old lady's side, and the old lady raised her eyebrows and roared, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Yan Fukang said helplessly: "Mom, I'm your biological son, right?" ”

"Cong'er is my own nephew." The old lady was full of silver threads, but the momentum that emanated from her body was much stronger than Yan Fukang's unknown.

Yan Fukang looked at the others helplessly, snorted coldly, got up from the chair, and strode out of the living room. He really figured it out now, the old lady's heart is afraid that there is no Yanfu family at all, and one of her hearts is biased! It's all on the Locke side.

At the beginning, the old lady was so troubled that she wanted to sacrifice Yueyue to blood, and dug out a betrayal girl beside her. He was still innocent of the old lady, and now it seems that the old lady probably also knows, that girl is just a substitute for the dead.

His father left early, he was brought up by his mother, and he had already known the affairs of the Yanfu family in his heart, so he would obey the old lady's command and do so many things that were sorry for their mother and son. Now, he is alone, his home is not like home, people are not like people, and he lives so miserably. Even the juniors looked down on him and put small shoes on his son in front of him.

Yan Fukang reflected on his past for the first time, and foolishness and filial piety were the most terrifying things.

He had only barely come to his senses until now, and he didn't want to continue to be confused. The Yanfu family was almost destroyed in his hands, but fortunately, his son was a competitive, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to face the ancestors and ancestors under the Nine Springs.

The wind blows, gently and softly with a faint fragrance of flowers, exquisite pavilions, and exquisite carved corridor murals, all of which are treasures in this world. I remember the light in my eyes when my uncles came when I was a child. At this moment, I realized that those eyes were greedy.

Perhaps, from the moment my mother married in, everything was destined to have everything today.

"Master, the eldest young master, please come over." A boy dressed in modest clothes suddenly walked up to the path, walked up to him and whispered.

Yan Fukang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Lead the way." ”

"You come with me."

The boy walked out along the corridor, turned left onto the path, entered the peach blossom forest in the courtyard, and turned to the lake. He pulled Yan Fukang to hide, took out a stone from the rockery, and quietly looked to see if there was anyone following him. It wasn't until I was sure that no one was following me that I walked along the rockery inside.

Yan Fukang found out that this rockery was actually a secret door, and the tunnel could be found by using special methods, and then various places could be reached along the tunnel.

The boy walked with him for more than half an hour before he came to the courtyard of Yanfu Yizhen, but instead of entering through the main entrance, he walked out of the cabinet of a guest room that had been vacant for a long time.

"The young master is inside, I'll push it down first." So saying, the little boy went back the way he came, and closed the door from which he came.

Yan Fukang pushed open the door of the cabinet suspiciously, walked out, looked into the room, suddenly heard footsteps, looked back, and the whole person was stunned.

"It's coming!" The faint greeting made him feel creepy.

"You...... You...... Who are you? Yan Fukang's voice trembled, and he watched as the back slowly moved in the direction of the door.