Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"Master, it's better for us to be steady."

The white-haired old man raised his head and glanced at Zhong Fuhong. He thought about it carefully, and now was not the time to break with Wang Jianshan.

"Wang Jianshan, I hope you will bring the evidence intact, otherwise I will really think that your son did it, and then we will not just sit here and talk."

Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly. What the butler said was also reasonable. Wang Jianshan should not be pushed too hard, otherwise it might have the opposite effect, and maybe he would rebound.

"Hehe, it's better for Patriarch Zhong not to threaten me, I have my own sense of proportion."

Wang Jianshan chuckled. He was not afraid of Zhong Fuhong. As for the evidence, he would handle it at his own discretion.

"Humph."

Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly, it really won't work like this, although Wang Jianshan is on their own territory, but they have to guard against Wang Jianshan's other preparations, otherwise he wouldn't talk to Zhong Fuhong like this, and he wouldn't be so confident.

"Can I go now?"

Wang Jianshan smiled disdainfully, glanced at the people in the living room, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhong Louyu, as if he was not talking to Zhong Fuhong, but more like asking for Zhong Louyu's opinion.

Wang Jianshan has stumbled this time, he has always been arrogant and arrogant, he did not expect to stumble here today, of course, he will remember everything that happened today, this humiliation let him see how powerful Zhong Louyu is, and sure enough Well-deserved reputation.

Zhong Fuhong turned his head and didn't want to see Wang Jianshan's face, he was afraid that he couldn't help but go up and beat him up.

"Hehe, since Patriarch Wang wants to leave, I naturally have nothing to say, so go slowly."

The corner of Zhong Louyu's mouth smiled evilly, Wang Jianshan, an old guy, chose to escape now, which is really disappointing.

Wang Jianshan bowed his hands to the crowd, and then left directly.

Seeing Wang Jianshan's leaving figure, Zhong Fuhong finally came to his senses, his eyes almost popped out.

"Master, shall we go back now?"

Mr. Mo stood aside. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end of today's scene, but just echoed Zhong Louyu's arrangement. With Zhong Louyu here, he could feel relieved.

"Well, since everyone is gone, it doesn't make sense for us to stay here, let's go too."

Zhong Louyu stood up slowly. His purpose of coming here today has been achieved. Zhong Fuhong should not trust Wang Jianshan anymore, right?
Next, he just needs to fan the flames and stir up the anger between the two, so that he can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

He doesn't want to waste too much time here, he has been busy with family affairs recently, and rarely asks about domestic affairs, and he doesn't know what's going on now.

"Patriarch Zhong."

Zhong Louyu stood there and let out a soft cry, but Zhong Fuhong was actually sitting there thinking about something.

"Ok?"

Zhong Fuhong froze for a moment, looking at the young man standing in front of him, he didn't know how to face Zhong Louyu after what happened today.

"Hehe, Patriarch Zhong has caused you trouble today."

Looking at Zhong Fuhong's face, it seems that he is not as hostile to himself as before. It seems that today's trip is quite worthwhile.

"Well, you don't need to do this. Thanks to the evidence you provided me today, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to find out."

Zhong Fuhong sighed and looked a little older. He was already grateful to Zhong Louyu in his heart. He was able to find these evidences on this special day, so he felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Hehe, Patriarch Zhong is being polite."

Zhong Louyu waved his hand lightly, looking at Zhong Fuhong like this, is it possible that he still wants to thank himself?
He couldn't take it anymore. Speaking of which, Zhong Louyu should be the real murderer of Zhong Hu, but it was a pity that Zhong Louyu turned black and white, so he blamed Wang Yufan so vaguely.

It sounds really dramatic.

Zhong Fuhong waved his hands noncommittally. Ever since Zhong Hu died, he has lost that majesty in his heart. The reason why he persists now is to find out the truth about Zhong Hu's death. This is the only thing he, a father, can do. .

"Patriarch Zhong, I think we should go too."

Zhong Louyu glanced at the scenery outside the window, it was almost dark, they should go back.

"Well, okay, those two go slowly."

Zhong Fuhong was stunned for a moment, and took a look at the sky outside the window, forgetting the concept of time.

The corner of Zhong Louyu's mouth raised slightly, and he turned and walked outside.

"call."

As soon as he walked out of the villa, Zhong Louyu stood outside with his arms outstretched and took a deep breath. I have to say that the air outside is still fresh.

"Ugh."

Zhong Fuhong looked at the figure outside the window through the window and sighed.

"Master, is that the decision?"

The white-haired old man came to Zhong Fuhong's side. He had been by Zhong Fuhong's side just now, and he couldn't understand what happened, but was the decision they made today correct?
"Huh, Lao Li, what do you think of Zhong Louyu, a young man?"

Zhong Fuhong took a deep breath, and did not answer the white-haired old man's question, but asked him in a different direction.

"Clock Tower?"

The white-haired old man fell into deep thought. If it is Zhong Louyu, young people like him are really rare. There are almost no people who can reach his level. Of course, they can do this step. Fight hard But it is courage and intelligence and pattern.

He has lived for such a long time, and he is already a person who is about to die. He has never seen such a wonderful and gorgeous young man like Zhong Louyu.

"Zhong Louyu is not simple, he has great ambitions, and he doesn't know how far he will be satisfied."

The white-haired old man stroked his beard, and said to himself, in his opinion, Zhong Louyu is definitely not a simple person, and he has great ambitions, and this is only what he can see from the surface.

"Huh, Lao Li, now you know why I chose this way, right?"

Zhong Fuhong took a deep breath. The reason why he made such a choice was because between Wang Jianshan and Zhong Louyu, if he had to choose one person as the enemy, he would prefer to use Wang Jianshan as the enemy.

"Ugh……"

The white-haired old man sighed and looked at Zhong Fuhong's face. After following him for so many years, he has never seen Zhong Fuhong like today. It seems that he is really old.

"It seems that we old guys should retire, the future is already dominated by young people."

The white-haired old man suddenly said in a deep voice, but his heart was very open-minded. At his age, fame and fortune are taken lightly.