In a wheelchair, there was a woman.

is extremely plump, even if the age is there, it can't hide her charm at all.

And this woman is also extremely good at dressing up.

The delicate makeup on the face is not lost to young and beautiful girls at all.

With a red robe on his body, he was lying lazily in a wheelchair.

Behind the wheelchair is a rickety old man, whose clothes wrap himself very tightly, and no appearance leaks out.

No one knew who the man who was pushing this woman's wheelchair was, not even the people of the Murong family.

Murong Hong couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, looked at the woman in the wheelchair in front of him with a little tremor in his eyes, and shouted with a weak heart, "Sister."

And everyone next to the square table also bent down and shouted at the woman.

"Hello master!"

That's right, this woman is the head of the Murong family now.

Now the real single-handed figure in Tanzhou!

The head of the Murong family, the empress of Tanzhou.

Murong Sheng!

"Hmm."

Murong Sheng waved his hand and said, "Murong Hong, I didn't seem to have a very good ear just now, did I hear what you said wrong?"

"I heard it wrong, I must have heard it wrong." Murong Hong hurriedly came to Murong Sheng's wheelchair and leaned down to hold Murong Sheng's wheelchair.

Needless to say, the old man with the cart behind him sensibly gave up his position.

Murong Hong pushed his sister to the front seat of the square table with a smile on his face: "Sister, you sit, I'll pour you some water."

"Not you."

Murong Sheng said slowly, "If I dare to trouble you to do it, you still have to mumble to death behind my back?"

After Murong Sheng said this, Murong Hong smiled awkwardly.

Murong Sheng smiled at Murong Qing, and Murong Qing instantly understood.

got up and went over, picked up the book cup and poured a glass of water for Murong Sheng.

Before bringing it over, Murong Qing first put it to his mouth and tasted it, and then changed the cup and poured it again.

Then he brought it to Murong Sheng.

Murong Hong looked at Murong Qing and Murong Sheng, who were so careful, and sneered quietly.

But Murong Hong didn't notice that the old man who was originally helping Murong Sheng push the cart was looking at him with a pair of fierce eyes.

"Okay everyone, don't discuss too much about Murong Bai's disgrace in the Tan family building." Murong Sheng said slowly.

The people standing next to the square table all lowered their heads, and none of them dared to move until Murong Sheng spoke.

Seeing that everyone was still sitting, Murong Sheng grinned slowly.

After taking a sip of the water, he said softly, "Sit."

"Yes, the head of the house."

Everyone sat down at the same time.

Murong Sheng smiled at Murong Hong, his smile full of pride.

Murong Hong naturally saw that he was showing off, but he didn't dare to show anything on the surface, so he had to smile.

"Murong Bai." Murong Sheng spoke slowly.

Murong Bai suddenly got up: "Family Master."

"What do you mean by that you and the man you bet on will eventually have a fight?" Murong Sheng asked.

Murong Bai straightened up and obediently told Murong Sheng that Zhou Ze was about to come to Murong House to find trouble.

Murong Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Murong Hong stood behind Murong Sheng, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

Hearing that someone was asking Murong Sheng for trouble, Murong Hong only felt that this person could be regarded as his partner completely.

But in order not to let Murong Sheng notice it, Murong Hong directly slapped the table and said, "Say it! Who is this man?! How dare you trouble our Murong family!"

"Murong Hong, speak quietly.

Murong Sheng said indifferently, "Don't be so impatient, people haven't come yet."

"Yes, the head of the house." Murong Hong nodded.

Murong Sheng raised his head at the chair and said, "Let's sit down first."

"Thank you, master." Murong Hong bowed to Murong Sheng.

After Murong Hong sat down, Murong Sheng opened his mouth to Murong Bai and asked, "Can you tell what is the name of this person?"

Murong Bai nodded and said, "Zhou Ze."

"Zhou Ze?" Murong Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself, "How do I feel that this name is very familiar."

Murong Sheng rarely went out, so naturally he didn't have much impression of Zhou Ze's name.

But Murong Hong knew!

Ever since his position as head of the family was taken away by his brother, Murong Hong has been indignant.

Even Murong Hong has looked for someone to his brother outside.

Outcome.

His brother suddenly died one day.

But the head of the family is not yet him!

His brother actually gave the position of head of the family directly to his daughter?!

Not his son, not his brother!

It's his daughter, Murong Sheng!

Murong Hong's fingers gradually clenched, not noticing that Murong Sheng had already looked at his body.

"Murong Hong, what's wrong?" Murong Sheng asked.

Murong Hong came back to his senses, shook his head lightly and said, "There is no family master."

"Then do you know that guy named Zhou Ze?" Murong Sheng said.

Murong Hong shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Although he didn't say that, he laughed evilly in his heart.

Know.

How could it not be known?

Now the only biological son of the lord of the country, Zhou Ze!

"Forget it, let's talk about it when he attacks." Murong Sheng rubbed his brows and said.

"Headache again?" Murong Bai asked in a low voice.

Murong Sheng's expression was extremely uncomfortable: "Yes."

"Then let's disperse." Murong Bai got up and said, "Let's all go back."

"Huh."

Murong Hong suddenly sneered: "Murong Bai, the head of the family is still here, and you just give orders like this?!"

"Murong Hong!" Murong Sheng closed his eyes tightly, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Shut up!"

"If someone else calls, I'll stop it, or will you stop it?!" Murong Bai glared at Murong Hong.

The corners of Murong Hong's mouth twitched, and then he sat back in his seat with a cold snort.

The old man, who had never spoken or shown his true face while standing on the side, gently pulled Murong Sheng's wheelchair.

"Gone."

Murong Sheng left.

The people at the square table got up at the same time, and after watching Murong Sheng leave, they also left.

Watching Murong Hong leave, Murong Qing slowly stood by Murong Bai's side.

"Brother Bai, this Murong Hong..."

"I know." Murong Bai took a deep breath and said, "In the past two days, you have been staring at him, and you must not let him have another chance to get close to Murong Sheng."

"Understood."

Murong Qing nodded: "By the way, Brother Bai, if Murong Hong is really the murderer who killed Murong Sheng's legs before..."

"Don't ask anything."

Murong Bai grinned and stretched out his hand to wipe it on his neck.

"Just fix it."

Murong Qing nodded and said, "Hmm."

"That's right."

"One more thing."

Murong Bai seemed to remember something again.

Murong Qing leaned his head towards Murong Bai and said, "Brother Bai, you say."

"If Murong Hong's key has contact with Zhou Ze... Find a way to remind Zhou Ze."

"Reminder?" Murong Qing looked at Murong Bai suspiciously.

"Yes."

The corners of Murong Bai's mouth curled: "Just remind me."