Chapter 216
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Again and again, he was struck down.
The young lady seemed to have become autistic.
She crossed her arms angrily and sullenly faced the wall. She went to face the wall.
"And you!"
After scolding the young lady, Grandpa Sheng put his hands behind his back and walked a few steps forward. He stood in front of Song Ching-wan and said angrily,
"Hurry up and put the knife down! How can a woman play with a knife! Are you afraid that others won't know that you're here to cause trouble? "
Song Ching-wan handed the knife back to the servant. Her face was still full of anger and helplessness,
"Dad, I was too angry and lost my mind for a moment. I didn't really plan to —"
"Enough! There's no point in saying more. "
Grandpa Sheng waved his hand and interrupted her with a serious face,
"Actually, this is not the most important thing! The most important thing is that you can easily alert the enemy by doing this! What if that little brat sees you with a knife and realizes that something is wrong and runs away?! Where are we going to find him then? "
Song Ching-wan, "…"
You're so thoughtful.
However, that little brat is only five years old at most. He can't even recognize words and is not a secret agent. Where can he run to?!
"If you ask me, just bring a few fishing rods. I'm sure that little brat will be whipped to death!"
Grandpa Sheng did not care about Song Ching-wan's reaction. He turned around domineeringly and ordered the servant next to him in a deep voice,
"You, bring someone to the old mansion later and bring me the hardest fishing rod that I've been collecting —"
"Why are you in such a hurry when we haven't even found out who he is?"
Lu Junhan leaned against the wall. His well-defined fingers pinched an unlit cigarette. His handsome face looked a little impatient as he listened to them speak.
"Then why aren't you asking?!"
Song Ching-wan and Grandpa Sheng turned their heads and said in unison.
Lu Junhan, "…"
"Sure." Lu Junhan nodded nonchalantly. With a turn of his fair fingers, he put away the cigarette in his hand and said calmly, "I'm not sure.
He said calmly, "I'm the one asking, right? That's what you said. "
Song Ching-wan looked at his expressionless face and instantly remembered the fish that had been cut into pieces in the kitchen and how the little girl couldn't stop crying no matter how hard she tried.
Song Ching-wan's expression changed!
The old man obviously thought of this as well, and his expression changed.
The two of them spoke at the same time.
"Wait!"
Lu Junhan raised her eyebrows indifferently, as if she had expected this. She didn't even take a step forward.
Song Ching-wan took a few steps forward in her high heels and waved her hand to dismiss him.
"There's no need for you here. I'll ask him myself."
The old man also said with a look of disdain, "Yes, you just have to stay away from this girl!"
He didn't want this brat to make her cry again. It would be so noisy.
Lu Junhan: "…"
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