Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

While he was at a loss, a maid in the distance suddenly yelled at the old man: "Hey! Old George! You came to be lazy again before the grass in the east courtyard was mowed?!"

Hearing this, the old man immediately winked his eyes at Seabuckthorn, and when he turned around to face the maid, he had a hearty smile on his face.

The old man laughed and walked up to the maid: "Dear Alice, today's lipstick is very beautiful!"

Alice smiled immediately when she heard this, and the old man called Old George took the opportunity to walk over and hug her, and said, "Dear Alice, let me stay with this little girl for a while."

Alice glanced at the seabuckthorn, showing embarrassment, and finally just nodded and said: "Okay, half an hour. I can only give you half an hour. After half an hour, you have to go back and trim the weeds in the backyard." clean!"

"No problem." Old George replied with a smile and nodded.

Jing Shaji watched the maid leave, and looked at the old man again, and suddenly felt much relieved.

This old man is definitely not Han Ziye's grandfather. Judging from the conversation just now, he should be an old gardener of the Han family.

"Where did we just say, let's continue." Old George looked at the painting of thorny seabuckthorn, nodded and said, "Robert has a successor. But, can you tell me how my friend was doing before he died? "

Speaking of the master, Jingshabuckthorn's expression dimmed. She lowered her eyes silently, trying to hide the tears in her eyes, and silently closed her fists. Her mind was full of the last speech of the master on the stage.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Old George's voice came from the side, and Seabuckthorn hurriedly turned his back, rubbed his eyes, and shook his head.

"I saw his dying speech." George Sr. said, "At that time, I really wanted to see what kind of character was the beloved disciple that my old friend praised in the last moment of his life."

Jingshabuckthorn couldn't help but glanced at the old man in surprise, but the old man still looked at her painting intently, and said after a while: "Now I can more or less understand why Robert appreciates you so much. There is something in your painting soul."

She froze slightly, and then heard the old man say: "Robert and I have known each other since we were young. I remember that at that time, he once told me that people should leave something in this world to prove our I have been here. A few years ago, I knew that he was still looking for someone who could inherit his mantle, and now that he has found it, he will always have no regrets."

"..."

"I heard that it was Chen's apprentice who brought the cup of poisoned coffee to him with his own hands. I think you must be in great pain."

One sentence hit the sore spot of Jingshaji, she just looked at the old man in front of her, lowered her head silently, and told him after a while: "This is the biggest stain in my life... No matter what the reason is, but the result is true. Master died because of me..."

"You're wrong," said old George. "Robert didn't die because of you. He was fulfilled because of you."

She stared blankly at the old man, and after a long time, she gave him a smile and nodded in respect to him: "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

Old George laughed, his deep eyes suddenly looked at the distance behind her, and there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes, and he said, "However, I don't know your name yet."