Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Ji Lianhuo picked up Ji Dabao without hesitation, stepped up the stairs quickly, walked into the room and quickly closed the door.

Without time to tidy up, Wang Zhaomou kicked Ji Dabao's toy under the table, Mrs. Cheng quickly pushed the baby walker behind the kitchen door, and before she had time to tidy it up carefully, the doorbell rang.

Mrs. Cheng looked at Wang Zhaomou. Wang Zhaomou put the playing cards in one place and nodded to Mrs. Cheng.

Mrs. Cheng wiped her hands on her apron, walked out of the villa quickly, opened the gate of the villa with a trot, Wang Zhaomou went out, and greeted the guests politely with a smile on her face.

The three Leng family members stood in front of the villa together, Mr. Leng had no expression on his face, Leng Xiuming had no smile on his face, and Leng Wanyin supported Mr. Leng with an unpredictable expression.

The Leng family followed four bodyguards, and the other bodyguards were in the car. They had no intention of getting down and waited for the master's order.

"The honored guest is here, and Zhaomou is far away to welcome you." Wang Zhaomou smiled and looked at the three people in front of him with a normal expression. "If you can call in advance, Zhaomou can prepare in advance."

"Preparing for what?" Leng Xiuming's voice was filled with unconcealable emotion, and Leng Wanyin glanced at her nephew unceremoniously, with a warning in her eyes.

If he didn't know what happened before, but now, upon hearing Leng Xiuming's tone, Wang Zhaomou had a vague guess in his heart.

It is very likely that he has found the matter of Panlongyu.

"What we discussed at the banquet before, I think we can talk about it again." Mr. Leng raised his brows with a calm expression, "I don't know if Mr. Wang is still interested."

"Just call me Zhaomou." Wang Zhaomou turned sideways, glanced at the vehicles surrounding the villa, and welcomed the three of them into the villa.

Of the four bodyguards behind Mr. Leng, two were guarding the gate of the villa, and the other two followed Leng's family into the villa.

Mrs. Cheng quickly brought tea and snacks, and when she raised her eyes, she could see two tall bodyguards standing beside her, tall and big with blond hair and blue eyes.

Old Man Leng was sitting in the middle of the sofa, Leng Wanyin and Leng Xiuming were standing behind the sofa, one on the left and the other on the right, looking silently at the young man in front of him, while Wang Zhaomou was sitting firmly opposite Old Man Leng.

"About the real estate development plan I mentioned at the banquet, I wonder if Grandpa Leng has any opinions?" Wang Zhaomou smiled, as if the people opposite him really came to discuss cooperation.

Old Master Leng looked at the junior in front of him quietly, and had a new assessment of the young man's psychological quality.

If he continues to test, he will continue to deal with it impeccably. It is extremely difficult for this kind of person to show his feet.

"You don't need to continue acting." Old Man Leng stared straight at the young man in front of him, and said bluntly, "We already know that the post about Panlongyu was sent from you."

Wang Zhaomou paused, his eyes narrowed slightly when faced with Mr. Leng's straight-forward questioning method.

"You already have a general understanding of what happened to the Leng family back then, about the car accident, about Panlongyu.

We also know very well that when the incident happened, you were only nine years old, so you certainly couldn't be involved. "

Mr. Leng's thoughts were extremely clear. Looking into Wang Zhaomou's eyes, although his tone was normal, his posture was full of intimidation.

"We only ask you two questions now." Mr. Leng's eyes were like eagle's eyes, sharp and sharp.

"First, where did the Panlong Jade in your hand come from?

Second, who did you give the Panlong Jade to? "

After Mr. Leng's words fell, the living room was silent, and Wang Zhaomou didn't say a word.

The first question is bound to involve Ji Lianhuo. As for the second question, Pan Longyu is upstairs in the study. Although it is easy to answer, many things will be revealed once he opens his mouth.

As if to wake up Wang Zhaomou's memory, Leng Xiuming stepped forward and put a page of documents that Wang Zhaomou had seen before, and put it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

【Shock!After having a good time with the boss, he was rewarded with a piece of jade. Come in Kangkang, is it worth it! 】

Wang Zhaomou closed his eyes, no matter what he said, Ji Dabao was beaten lightly.

Everyone waited for Wang Zhaomou's answer. Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a long time, raised his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip of tea leisurely.

All actions seemed to be elaborating four words calmly.

No comment.

"You should be clear that this piece of jade involves human life." Leng Wanyin looked at the young man in front of her, "It doesn't matter if you don't speak up now, we have negotiated with the police and reopened the case back then, using the Panlong Jade as evidence , you can’t get away with it no matter what.”

The bedroom door on the second floor opened a crack at some point, Ji Lianhuo hugged Ji Dabao, stood in front of the door, tightly covered Ji Dabao's mouth with one hand, his eyes were bitter.

Panlongyu actually involved human life?

I actually gave that kind of thing to brother Zhaomou, which caused brother Zhaomou to be questioned at the door, and even involved in the murder case!

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou still did not speak, Leng Xiuming gritted his teeth.

"At the banquet, your brother seemed to defend you very much." Leng Xiuming smiled a little, staring at the person in front of him, "You don't want anything to happen to him, do you?"

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes, his brows were frosty, and he met Leng Xiuming coldly.

"I have a hundred ways to get you to speak, but we don't want to get to that point." Leng Xiuming approached Wang Zhaomou step by step, leaning over to look into Wang Zhaomou's eyes while supporting the sofa beside Wang Zhaomou with one hand.

"I treat you like a friend, but you treat me like a fool, don't you?"

"We have always used each other to get what we need." Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes, the eyes under the lens were full of aggressiveness, "If you dare to touch my family, don't blame me for fighting back by any means."

"What." Leng Xiuming stared at the man in front of him whom he admired so much and sneered, "You still want to attack Leng's family, and you also..."

Before Leng Xiuming finished speaking, his shoulders and arms suddenly hurt, and he took a few steps back uncontrollably. His lower back hurt, and he slammed into the furniture next to him. With a few "cracks", Leng Xiuming lay on his back. Among the broken furniture, it was almost impossible to get up.

When the incident happened suddenly, one bodyguard stood in front of Leng Xiuming quickly, blocking the boy's attack, and the other bodyguard quickly pressed the emergency button to protect Mr. Leng.

The door of the villa was broken open almost instantly, and a dozen bodyguards rushed into the room. Ji Lianhuo quickly guarded Wang Zhaomou, looking at the strangers in front of him with hatred.

The moment Leng Wanyin saw the young man, she almost lost her voice. She tried to open her mouth for a long time before making a broken voice, "Don't do it!"

Mr. Leng stared blankly at the young man in front of him. Shocked, he pushed away the bodyguard and stood up straight.

"Panlongyu is mine! It has nothing to do with brother Zhaomou!" Ji Lianhuo stared at the old man and woman in front of him, looked vigilantly at the bodyguards around him, and opened his arms to protect Wang Zhaomou tightly behind him.

The old man Leng looked at the young man in front of him, raised his finger and pointed at the young man in a voiceless voice, then turned to look at his daughter.

"Dad, it's him!" Leng Wanyin quickly stepped forward to support her father, looked at Ji Lianhuo, with tears in her eyes, "The one I saw in the restaurant was him!"

The dozen or so bodyguards who broke through the door were a little confused about the situation in front of them. They looked at each other a few times, and they didn't know whether to move or not.

Leng Xiuming was helped up by the bodyguards. Leng Xiuming frowned. When he saw the young man in front of him who looked very similar to his uncle, he was shocked and pushed away the bodyguards who were supporting him.

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo who was guarding tightly in front of him, his eyes drooped slightly, and under many complicated emotions, he lightly restrained his appreciation.

"Son, don't get excited." Leng Wanyin's voice was a little choked up, trying to calm Ji Lianhuo, "Is your surname Ji, and do you have an older brother?"

Ji Lianhuo didn't say a word, still looking at the bodyguards around him vigilantly.

"Misunderstanding, all of you go out first!" Leng Wanyin immediately turned her head and called the other bodyguards.

More than a dozen bodyguards went out one after another, and when the last one went out, he tried to close the broken door.

Seeing that the young man was still full of wariness, Leng Wanyin looked at the two bodyguards with her and motioned them to go out as well.

The bodyguard standing in front of Mr. Leng looked at Mr. Leng and asked. Mr. Leng raised his hand, stared at the young man with blank eyes, and told the bodyguards next to him to leave.

Ji Lianhuo slowly lowered his open hand, guarded his back, and looked coldly at the three people in front of him.

"Son, can you answer my question?" Leng Wanyin tried her best to hold back her urgent tone, not wanting to scare the boy in front of her.

Looking at the tearful woman, Ji Lianhuo frowned, his hostility remained undiminished, "I won't tell, are you going to do something to my family?"

Leng Wanyin was crying and laughing, she was so sad that she could hardly speak, old man Leng looked coldly, and looked sideways at Leng Xiuming who just said these words.

"I..." The pain on Leng Xiuming's body has not yet subsided. Seeing his grandfather's scolding eyes, Leng Xiuming bit his lips and looked at the two in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now, we are now on the land of the country of Hua, so we will naturally abide by the laws of the country of Hua.

Those words just now were just... just a quick talk. "

Ji Lianhuo stared at Leng Xiuming. This is the person who sent flowers to Brother Zhaomou before. It was purple iris and Clivia.

Very annoying, very annoying!

Seeing the alertness on the boy's face, Mr. Leng realized the essence of the problem, took a deep breath, and tried to talk to the man behind the boy.

"Mr. Wang, why don't we sit down and have a good talk."

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and patted Ji Lianhuo's back, and pointed to the position by his side. Ji Lianhuo turned his head, his eyes softened instantly, and he turned his head to look at the three people warningly, and obediently sat in the position Wang Zhaomou pointed out.

Thinking of the quarrel at the banquet, Mr. Leng looked at Wang Zhaomou with complicated eyes.

Leng Wanyin tried her best to calm down her emotions, looked at the boy lovingly, took out an old photo from her bag, and handed it to the middle.

"Is there you in this photo?"

Looking at the photo handed by the woman, Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou, who smiled slightly, "Let's have a look."

Hearing this, Ji Lianhuo took the photo and found that it was accidentally photographed when he was in the village with his adoptive parents.

"This is me." Ji Lianhuo took the photo in front of Wang Zhaomou, and pointed to a barefoot, dusty little boy in the photo.

Leng Wanyin quickly walked behind the two of them, and saw Ji Lianhuo pointing to the taller child.

"The one holding me next to me is my brother."

Leng Wanyin raised her head with tears in her eyes, and nodded to Mr. Leng.

it's him!

This is my little nephew!

"Son, what are you and your brother called now?" Elder Leng said in a kind voice, he leaned forward and focused on the boy.

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou again, it seemed that he would only talk to these strangers if Wang Zhaomou agreed.

"This is a very good elder." Wang Zhaomou looked at Mr. Leng and motioned to Ji Lianhuo, "Don't worry, you can say whatever he asks."

Old Man Leng glanced at Wang Zhaomou, his eyes moved slightly.

"My name is Ji Lianhuo, and my brother's name is Ji Liancheng." Ji Lianhuo said obediently.

"Where are your adoptive parents and your elder brother? Where are they?" Mr. Leng's eyes were full of tenderness.

"My adoptive parents, they all passed away." Talking about these things, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but move a little closer to Wang Zhaomou.

"My brother... is gone too."

Old Master Leng breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned in pain, Leng Wanyin covered her lips with one hand, and tears fell down.

Leng Xiuming looked at Mr. Leng. When he looked at the boy, the tenderness and care in his eyes was something he had never seen before.

"Your brother... how did he die?" Old Man Leng's voice could not hide his grief.

"Going home in a black car at night, I was hit by a big car on the road." Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes, not wanting to think about what happened back then.

"What black car?" Leng Xiuming didn't understand.

Ji Lianhuo looked up and looked at the man opposite him coldly.

"It's five seats for eight people, one yuan cheaper than a taxi, and a car for the poor."