Dear Mr. Shi

Originally, the old man wanted to have a moving scene in which a good grandfather was pleased to see his grandson escape from the dead.

But when he saw Chen Tian holding a gun against the butler's head and dragging him in, the smile on his face couldn't be pulled away.

Shi Yuhan watched every expression on his face, sitting on the sofa in the study, like an emperor.

"Guard against the cold, what are you doing, do you want to rebel?" The old man blew his beard and stared at Shi against the cold.

Shi Yuhan said in a profound and authentic way: "Rebellion? This is a targeted word..."

His deep and sharp black eyes were slightly constricted, and the cold air overflowed from the corners of his eyebrows, giving people a feeling of suffocation: "If it happens between you, there must be a premise. The premise is that we must be relatives and you must be my grandfather. ."

When the old man heard this, his face was as pale as snow, but then he returned to normal: "Nie Hu, how do you talk, I am not your grandfather, who is your grandfather?"

"Give up, you have nowhere to go!" Shi Yuhan narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold eyes shrunk like a cat.

It was a warning, and it was also a notification that everyone knew and no longer needed to hide.

Shi Yuhan took out a pile of materials, threw it on the coffee table in front, and uttered unfeeling words indifferently, "The people you ambush in Shiguo Bieyuan are all controlled by my people. Today you must say everything, otherwise I Wouldn't it let you die so easily?"

The old man's eyes were full of gloomy birds: "What's the matter with you, nonsense, do you want to destroy Shi's house?"

Shi Yuhan ignored his words, just opened the above information: "You don't want me to go to Korea, but I still went to Korea, and investigated everything, because there were too many people present at the time, so it was you. There is no way to hide things. My grandfather was injured the first day he went to Korea. It was a serious injury. Many people saw it on the street, so I said that you can’t hide it. Although the injury cannot be fatal, But normal activities are still a certain problem, but why you return to China immediately and move freely, there is a possibility that you are not the same person at all."

"Shi Yuhan, because of the hatred of your parents, you have lost your mind. If your parents are enlightened, you wouldn't want to see you full of hatred and nonsense, even your own grandfather will not let it go!" When the old man sighed, he put on a look of a kind father, looking compassionately at his fallen grandson.

Shi Yuhan opened another document and continued: "Korea is a world-renowned plastic surgery country. As long as you want, without them, I will ask you to take photos of you 40 years ago, one for each plastic surgery clinic. At the plastic surgery center, I asked all the people in the plastic surgery center, including the aunt who sweeps the floor..."

The old man's face changed drastically, and his fists were clenched, which seemed unbelievable.

He angrily said, "When you protect yourself from the cold, you persecute your own grandfather, and you cannot tolerate it!"

Shi Yu looked at him coldly, as if watching a joke, and continued to say his unfinished words: "The times are long, and there are not many people who know, or almost everyone who knows was killed by you, but unfortunately, some slipped through the net. Zhiyu, let me find out. 40 years ago, a man had plastic surgery and became like my grandfather, but he no longer has a photo of that man. If I guess correctly, that man is you!"