I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 351
Chu Luochuan raised his eyes, stared at him deeply with his dark pupils, and then, a trace of an emotionless smile appeared on his lips, and the sad emotion in his eyes was hard to discern.

When he removed the hand on his shoulder, Zhou Heting still maintained his comforting and concerned eyes.

Seeing the young man coming to look for him, but keeping silent all the time, the arc of his jaw tightened, Zhou Heting sighed, "I heard it was a vendetta? I was worried that you and your grandparents would also be targeted. I just planned to transfer a few people Go to your Chu family."

"No need." The coldness on the young man's face and the hostility in his eyes subsided a bit, and his expression showed a little softness and peace, and he said: "Tomorrow, I will go to Yaocheng with my grandparents to solve the problems there, and take care of my father." and the funeral with my stepmother."

Zhou Heting persuaded: "I'm afraid that something will happen to you on the way, I'd better send a few more people to go to Yao City with you. Your Chu family has helped our Zhou family so much, and you let your father be murdered in the Zhou family's territory. Yu Li, I am responsible."

"." The young man's eyelashes trembled. In the dim light, his black pupils were only glowing with stars, and his usually arrogant face became a little silent and lonely because of what happened that day.

He stared deeply at Zhou Heting again, the emotion in his eyes was calm but seemed heavy and complicated, "."

Zhou Heting was stunned for a short moment, and continued to comfort him patiently like a brother until the boy nodded and left.

He looked at the boy's back and went away.

"It's a pity, who let you be born in the Chu family?"

Early the next morning.

The three members of the Chu family took Nanluo, two old servants, and a few people sent by the Zhou family to board the train together.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at Yaocheng, and the sun was about to set.

In this season, no matter where you go, the scene of falling leaves will inevitably make people feel lonely.

When Cheng Wu, the train station master, learned that the people from the Chu family were coming from Jincheng, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he quickly ran to meet them.

But when he saw a group of people led by the old Patriarch Chu, walking away in a hurry, he had no time to talk to him, and he was embarrassed to stand where he was acting courteously, Cheng Wu felt a little depressed in his heart.

But thinking of what happened to the Chu family, he couldn't help but sneer.

Master Chu is gone, leaving behind a family of old and young, all of them are useless, the Chu family is now in decline!

Chu Taichang took people to see the remains of his son and daughter-in-law first, and Mrs. Chu had tears in his eyes for a long time. Mrs. Chu couldn't bear the pain, so the group went to the Chu family mansion.

Looking at the Chu family's mansion in Yaocheng in the past, it was actually guarded by a group of domineering outsiders.

Angrily, Chu Taichang leaned on the crutches that he only used recently, showed the aura of the previous generation of the big families who ruled the trading house, and ordered the old servants and the people sent by the Zhou family to drive them away.

These watchmen, each with their own masters behind them, were driven away and immediately ran back to report.

Early the next morning, several big families from the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce came to the Chu family mansion, with mournful expressions on their faces, saying that they would come to offer condolences to Master Chu.

Chu Taichang understood what these people were thinking, so he didn't give them a good look. No matter how sad and unacceptable his son's death made him, he couldn't let the Chu family's family business accumulated for three generations be taken over by these people with ulterior motives.

He sat on the grand teacher's chair, took a sip of tea, and then gently put down the teacup, but his eyes were solemn.

His eyes swept to these sons of old friends who were no strangers.

Obviously, they are all as old as his son, whether they are in their thirties or in their forties, but their personalities are completely different, only inferior, and have no sense of inheriting from their parents.

(End of this chapter)