"No, you just go outside and watch, when the two of them come back, you just come over and tell me, I don't look for them, but someone wants to look for them, don't worry about it, just be yourself." ”

The aroma of coffee slowly spread in the small space of the study, and Roy looked at Luo Zikai's appearance, and stopped talking, but he smiled slightly and walked out of the room.

The footsteps faded away, when he was the only one left in the whole house.

Luo Zikai sighed lightly and put down the cumbersome volume in his hand, no matter what, he couldn't read it tonight, since he couldn't read it, he wouldn't read it.

"Mother," the boy reached out and took out a carved ornament from his clothes and held it in his hand, "tonight please bless me to be able to fulfill my wish in Shun Lì, and let that damn man go down to bury you." ”

Tick, tick, tick.

In the dimly lit living room, the clock was slowly moving, like a timer that recorded death, and the darkness in the room was blurry, and the moonlight pierced the furnishings of the room through the glass windows.

The silence was broken with a clattering of the door.

"It's just that kid who hasn't dried up, you don't have to pay attention to it at all," it was Luo Ziqian who spoke, "You actually treat them as opponents!"

The other one who spoke was Luo Zijun, "Big brother, don't underestimate the two of them, don't forget, no matter how young you are, there will be a time to grow up, and it is best to get rid of such a person as soon as possible anyway." ”

"You're too worried, they're just two psychos, don't forget to play there with a greeting card today, how old are you, and you're still playing with that thing, naïve or not!"

The room was silent, and the unbridled conversation between the two men was deafening with an empty echo.

"But what exactly was on that greeting card? ”

The more Luo Zijun thought about it, the more strange it became, although Qian'er was still a child, but she would have some financial measures in the Luo family for so many years, and she wouldn't know that tens of millions were not a small amount.

Saying this casually makes people feel a little ...... Weird?

"Hey, look, you're really interested, it's just a child, what can be written in it," Luo Ziqian still didn't care, "I admit, maybe in ten or twenty years, I have to treat the two of them as opponents, but definitely not now, the old man can live for a year, and then the position of the head of the family will still be ours?"

“...... Well, maybe I'm overthinking. ”

The two of them smiled and went up the steps, but they were startled when they raised their heads.

It's Rosie.

Qian'er was wearing a milky white dress, standing at the door in a daze with a rag doll in her hand, and when she saw her two brothers coming up, her eyes lit up.

"Qian'er, why haven't you slept yet? ”

Luo Ziqian looked at Qian'er's appearance, in the middle of the night, a child who couldn't laugh was placed in front of him, just by looking at it, it would make people feel very infiltrating.

It's the kind of infiltration that comes from the bottom of my heart and penetrates into my bones.

"Brothers, have you just come back? ”

"Yes, little sister," Luo Ziqian and Luo Zijun looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say, so they could only lean down slightly and touch their sister's head, "It's so late that Mother Wu let you come out alone, it's really ...... Wu Ma! Wu ......"

"Brother, don't shout, Mother Wu is asleep. ”

"Sleeping?"

"I can't sleep today, let Wu's mother go to rest, I'm playing alone in the house, can my brother play with me for a while?"