"You can tell this to Young Master, Seventh Master, and Ninth Master yourself!" Wilson was the seventh son of the Jiang Family in Country C, so almost all the people in Long Xiao called him Mr. Seven. Jayce was born in October, and the fortune-teller said he was born in October. If he didn't keep this a secret, he wouldn't live more than a month, so the Jiang Family named him Little September, and his birth date was September …
Thinking of Wilson's bad temper, Luo Tian thought he might as well kill himself. If Wilson knew that he almost destroyed Long Xiao's production plant in City A, he would definitely be shot by Wilson!
Although Qiao Liang was the boss of Long Xiao, he seldom cared about the affairs of their subordinates. Most of their internal affairs were managed by Wilson and Jayce, not to mention Jayce. He was like a smiling tiger. He looked gentle to Ruoruo, but once he gave a bloodthirsty smile, he wouldn't be back to normal until he saw blood …
Luo Tian looked up at Little Five in despair. "Mr. Five, please, please give me another chance!"
"Go to Basement One. Go see Mr. Nine and Mr. Seven. Make your choice." Little Five stared at him gloomily and said coldly, "You don't have a chance to make a choice because you haven't made a big mistake. If you knew that once we were located by those people, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand here and talk to me!"
Luo Tian squatted down in despair and murmured, "Mr. Five, I'll go to Basement One. I'll take responsibility for what I've done. I just hope my family won't be involved in this."
Little Five frowned. "We never involve our family."
…
Qiao Liang stayed with Tang Xi in the hospital until six o 'clock in the afternoon. At 5: 40 pm, Yang Jingxian called Tang Xi and told her that she had cooked angelica chicken soup for her and would send it to her. She told her not to eat the dinner her brother bought for her …
After leaving the hospital, Qiao Liang went straight to the Qiao's International Group. When he arrived at the Qiao's International Group, Little Five was already waiting for him there. Seeing Qiao Liang's car stop in front of the building, Little Five hurriedly went over to open the car door for Qiao Liang and whispered, "Young Master, I've found out who it is. It's Luo Tian."
Qiao Liang grunted and continued to walk into the building. Little Five looked at Qiao Liang in surprise and hurriedly followed him to ask, "Young Master, do you need me to solve Qin Xinying's problem?"
Qiao Liang paused for a moment, then walked forward and said with a straight face, "No. Keep a close eye on her.
Little Five was a little surprised that his young master would suddenly be so kind as to let Qin Xinying go, but when he heard the last few words, his eyes instantly lit up, and he replied loudly, "Young Master, don't worry. I will definitely keep a close eye on her." He followed Qiao Liang into the elevator and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are we going to put off looking for Miss Tang?"
Tang Xi's hand paused and her eyes fell on Little Five from the mirror in the elevator. Her eyes were dark. Being stared at by Young Master like this, Little Five's heart skipped a beat. Did he step on a landmine? Young Master finally stopped asking about Miss Tang because of Miss Xiao, but now he mentioned it again …
Just when he was about to find a hole to hide in so as not to be burned to death by Qiao Liang's eyes, Qiao Liang suddenly said, "No, it's a fact. You don't have to look for her anymore."
Huh? Little Five stared at Qiao Liang in shock. Did he just accept the fact that Miss Tang was dead so easily? But a few days ago, you were about to die because of Miss Tang! How come you became a cold and aloof Young Master again after you found Miss Xiao?
Xiaowu really wanted to ask, 'Young Master, was all that affection you showed me before just an act?'
But Qiao Liang didn't look at Little Five anymore and walked out of the elevator. Little Five hurriedly followed him. "Young Master, can you call back the people you sent to the capital?"
Qiao Liang frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Just protect Grandpa Tang. Don't worry about anything else."
"Well …" Little Five was puzzled, but Qiao Liang gave him a cold look. He hurriedly said, "I know."
The capital.
In the Empire Garden, Grandpa Tang was sitting on the swing in the garden, staring at the Ferris wheel not far away with cloudy eyes and looking sullen. A butler in a deacon's uniform came over, bowed to him and whispered, "Master, it's time to take your medicine."
Grandfather Tang absentmindedly turned his head to look at the housekeeper. He sighed and said, "A-Zhong, have those people left?"
Tang Zhong lowered his head and answered, "They've all left. Master, why do you … make yourself so tired? Miss is now …" Tang Zhong's nose was a little sour and his eyes were a little red. He paused for a while and then said, "Let them fight for it. Why should we care about it …"
Hearing Tang Zhong's words, Grandpa Tang sighed deeply and said, "It's easy to conquer the world, but it's hard to defend it. Now it's time for me to let go, but I'm not reconciled to it. In my life, I suffered the pain of my girlfriend's unexpected death, then the pain of my daughter's death, then the pain of my wife's death, then the pain of losing my son and daughter-in-law, and now I have to bear the pain of my granddaughter's death."
When he first saw that person standing in front of him and becoming his wife, he thought that the heavens were looking out for him. However, everything he experienced later told him that the blessing in his heart was just for him to bear more pain.
Tang Zhong's nose turned sour. He reached out to support Grandpa Tang, who almost stumbled and fell down because of excitement, and gently said, "Master, the most important thing now is your health. You can't fall down like this."
"We must keep Xixi's accident a secret. No matter what price we have to pay, I can't let those people succeed." Grandpa Tang's face darkened. Although his eyes were cloudy, they shone brightly. He slammed his crutch on the ground with both hands and said, "I, Tang Zhenhua, have experienced more things in my life than they have. They think that as long as something happens to Xixi, I won't be able to hold on. I want them all to know that they are wrong. I, Tang Zhenhua, am not that easy to be defeated!"
He comforted his wife after the death of his little daughter, took care of his son who was only a few years old, raised his son who was about ten years old after the death of his wife, and raised his granddaughter who was still in swaddling clothes after the accidental death of his son and daughter-in-law. What couldn't he, Tang Zhenhua, accept?
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