Rebirth: Mr. Fu will not cancel the engagement this time

And this lifeline came into a deadlock with the death of Murong Qingse.

Murong Qingxuan had long wanted to know what this lifeline was, but because he was repeatedly injured, he had no chance to ask Murong Qingse.

And this delay has lasted until now. Murong Qingse is already dead, but Murong Qingxuan still doesn't know where that lifeline is.

Murong Qingxuan didn't wait for Murong Tian to speak, and continued: "Uncle Murong, do you know what this lifeline is?"

Murong Qingxuan also found out about this matter by chance, but he was never able to find out what this lifeline was.

Even after so many years, there was still no clue. Murong Qingxuan once thought that he had heard it wrong and that the Murong family did not have any important lifeline.

But Murong Qingxuan had an intuition that told him that this lifeline was real, and that the Murong family did indeed hold the life and death of many people.

It’s just that Murong Qingxuan couldn’t find out.

That’s why we have this dinner today.

From the conversation just now, Murong Qingxuan heard that Murong Tian had not given up on him, and as long as he seized the position of patriarch in two years, he would be the only person Murong Tian would be loyal to.

But what exactly is the lifeline of the Murong family is what Murong Qingxuan is most concerned about now.

As long as he controls this lifeline, even if Murong Qinghui is unwilling, he will have to pass the position of the head of the Murong family to him in the future.

Hearing Murong Qingxuan's words, Murong Tian's expression gradually became serious. He did not ask Murong Qingxuan how he knew about this. There is no fool in the Murong family.

Murong Qingxuan, who had been carefully trained since childhood, was definitely not a fool, so it was not surprising that he could notice this.

After a while, Murong Qingxuan saw that Murong Tian still didn't say anything, so he reminded him, "Uncle Murong?"

Murong Tian frowned suddenly: "I don't know."

Murong Qingxuan was a little unconvinced: "Really? You have been in the Murong family for so many years, and you have always been by my grandfather's side. Don't you notice anything at all?"

Murong Tian frowned even deeper, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows became more obvious: "I have never heard of this matter from the old patriarch. It should be that Master Qingxuan misheard it."

"How is this possible?" Murong Qingxuan didn't believe that Murong Tian really didn't know.

Murong Qingxuan insisted, "After I knew about this incident, I sent people to investigate, but found nothing. However, it is precisely because I found nothing that it seems that there is something fishy going on."

"I'm sure Uncle Murong knows exactly what kind of person Grandpa is. Grandpa has been cautious all his life, but in the end, he still couldn't escape those calculations and conspiracies."

Murong Tian's repeated denials made Murong Qingxuan realize the importance of this lifeline. In this case, he was determined to obtain it.

As if he could see what Murong Qingxuan was thinking, Murong Tian did not explain anything further. Since Murong Qingxuan didn't want to listen to his explanation, there was no need for him to waste any more words.

When Murong Tian suddenly stopped talking, Murong Qingxuan realized that his tone just now might have been a bit too much.

Murong Qingxuan looked at Murong Tian apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Murong, I'm a little excited, but please believe me, what I said is true. The Murong family really has a lifeline, and it is very important."

Otherwise, Murong Qingse would not have kept the secret for so many years, not even telling his grandson who he had raised since childhood.

It can be seen that this lifeline is really important to the Murong family.

Murong Tian looked at the stubborn Murong Qingxuan and sighed slightly.

"You are not qualified to know this yet."

Murong Qingxuan was shocked: "Then when will I know?"

Murong Tian whispered: "When you become the head of the Murong family, someone will naturally tell you the truth."

Murong Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked, "Does my father know about this?"

Murong Tian seemed a little surprised why he asked that, but he still answered his question.

“He knew it on the first day the Patriarch took over the position of Patriarch.”

Murong Qingxuan's brows darkened. He originally thought that Murong Qinghui didn't know, but he didn't expect that this lifeline could only be known after inheriting the position of head of the family.

Murong Qinghui must know where this lifeline is. Thinking of this, Murong Qingxuan looked at Murong Tian and asked, "Uncle Murong has been with Grandpa for so long, don't you really know where this lifeline is?"

Murong Tian's expression remained serious: "I am not a direct descendant of the Murong family, nor am I the head of the Murong family. Who else would tell me this?"

Murong Qingxuan suddenly felt a little discouraged because he knew that what Murong Tian said was true.

The Murong family's distinction between the direct branch and the side branch is very clear, like an insurmountable chasm.

At the same time, Murong Qingxuan felt that his grandfather, who had been cautious all his life, might not have told Murong Tian this secret.

After thinking about it, Murong Tian felt a little unwilling. He had been investigating for so many years but had not obtained any information at all.

But this unknown lifeline seemed to appear in Murong Qingxuan's mind anytime and anywhere.

Especially in his current condition, he urgently needs something to save his life.

And this lifeline is the bargaining chip that Murong Qingxuan values.

I thought he would get the truth from Murong Tian, ​​but I didn't expect that the Murong family actually had an ancestral precept.

Only the head of the Murong family knows what the lifeline is and where it is.

"It's quite lively, huh?"

At this moment, the tightly closed door of the private room was suddenly opened from the outside.

Murong Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and when he recognized the owner of the voice, his expression suddenly changed.

Murong Qingxuan suddenly turned around and looked towards the door. Sure enough, the person standing at the door was none other than Gu Jinhe.

At this moment, her pair of clear eyes looked straight at him.

Murong Qingxuan suddenly met her gaze. After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Murong Qingxuan subconsciously turned his gaze away. Then, as if he realized something, his face changed again and again, and finally he asked in a stern tone, "Where are my people?"

Gu Jinhe raised the corner of his mouth, tilted his head slightly and asked with a puzzled look: "Who is yours?"

Murong Qingxuan frowned: "Gu Jinhe, don't pretend, I'm talking about my bodyguards. What did you do to them?"

If the bodyguard guarding the door was still there, Gu Jinhe would have no chance of opening the door of this box.

But now Gu Jinhe not only opened the door of the box, but also walked in openly, closed the door of the box with his backhand and walked towards his position.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but Murong Qingxuan’s face turned visibly pale.

Murong Tian remained seated the entire time. Even when he looked at Gu Jinhe who barged in, he showed no other expression except for some surprise.