After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

Miss Su was invited by the young lady, so she has to pay more attention to the old lady's health.

Once confirmed, we must tell the Young Master and Young Mistress as soon as possible.

Uncle He's eyes were serious.

Nothing can happen to the old lady.

At this time, in the room.

Old Madam Lu sat at the head of the bed, wiping a photo carefully.

The man in the photo was wearing a black suit that was ironed without a single wrinkle.

He has a handsome face and a slender figure.

She looks at the camera with smiling eyes, elegant and dignified, yet indescribably gentle.

"Old man,"

There was a hint of longing and melancholy on Mrs. Lu's drooped face.

"You failed to bless your son, but you must bless your grandson. Otherwise, I will not let you go when I get to the underworld!!"

Her memory is getting worse and worse. Jing Ci's treatment is going well, so it's time for her to go.

Both children are too smart. If we stay any longer, we will soon be unable to hide the truth.

"One more thing,"

Old Madam Lu stopped wiping the photo, and her face became more depressed.

"I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise to you. It's no use blaming me."

She narrowed her eyes, her voice low and slow, yet with an indescribable firmness.

“I can’t allow anyone to hurt Jing Ci and shake the foundation of the Lu family.”

This is the hard work of several generations of the Lu family.

The light in the master bedroom of the old house was on all night.

No matter how long the night is, there will always be dawn.

"You mean, not only the lights in the manor stayed on all night, but also in the old house?"

Lu Linchuan put the steak into his mouth, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Xin, with a smile with a complex meaning in his eyes.

"Yes,"

The man nodded.

"Judging from the old lady's appearance, the situation in the manor should not be optimistic."

It is not enough to be not optimistic.

Lu Jingci should have died fifteen years ago.

Lu Linchuan slowly cut off a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. He looked very happy and the smile on his face deepened.

"Grandma has always cared about Lu Jingci, this..."

Just as he was about to say something, a figure walked in quickly from the door.

"Master——"

Lu Linchuan looked at Wang Xin, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and frowned.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wang Xin didn't waste time and went straight to the point.

"The news that Lu Jingci is seriously ill has spread among the upper class."

what?

Lu Linchuan's face turned cold.

"What happened? Who leaked the news?"

He doesn't like anything that's unexpected, and he doesn't like having his rhythm disrupted.

Wang Xin shook his head solemnly.

"I have sent people to investigate, but they found nothing."

There are only two possibilities.

First, the other party came prepared.

Second, the opponent is much stronger than him.

Lu Linchuan picked up the handkerchief beside him and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"If you can't find anything, then don't bother to investigate. Just do your job well. Keep more and more eyes on Lu Jingci, and don't let anyone see anything."

As for why the news was leaked and how to suppress it, that was what Lu Jingci and his grandmother were worried about, not him.

Wang Xin understood.

"Yes, I will keep a close eye on them."

Lu Linchuan thought of another thing and looked up slowly.

"Have you found the person I want?"

"found it,"

Wang Xin nodded repeatedly.

"Everyone is on the way and will be there soon."

People have arrived.

Everything is ready for action.

Lu Linchuan took out a cigarette and lit it, his narrowed eyes full of perversity and sharpness.