"Lili, don't bother about the family affairs in the future. You just need to do your own things well. You don't bother about the family affairs in the past. How can I be sorry for you for such a long time?"

Master Qu looked fiercely at the confused nanny Lili.

"I see."

Lili turned and walked into the kitchen. There were only master Qu and the housekeeper in the big living room.

"Do you think I've gone too far with that despairing son, or I'll take a soft suit and let him come home?"

Master Qu looked at such a big house and his emotions came out bit by bit.

How can I own this huge family property? I'm not childless. Even if I have both children, but one is not close and the other is unfamiliar. I'm like a lonely old man, poor and sad.

But what is more sad is that master Qu is facing such a huge family property alone. He wants that person to inherit it. Peige and Zhang Manhua have no interest in his Qu family's property.

Peige has Ji Ziming, and as a famous figure in the capital, he is a great figure all over the world. As for her daughter, Zhang Manhua, who revealed herself outside, her current husband is even more amazing, the identity of a duke and the power of the royal family.

The master can't make any songs at home, but the master and daughter are not right.

"Sir, are you thinking about the old lady?"

The housekeeper has a tentative taste. Looking at master Qu, the housekeeper doesn't think so.

"What do I want to do with women? Am I so worthless?"

Master Qu's eyes were slightly angry. He was so frightened that the housekeeper didn't dare to say anything anymore. He just stood aside respectfully.

"You old man, there's nothing in the future. Don't talk nonsense. If you talk like that again, be careful I'll cut your tongue."

"Yes, master Qu, I know I'm wrong. I won't talk nonsense anymore."

The housekeeper lowered his head and didn't dare to say another word. He didn't even have the courage to lift his eyes and look at master Qu.

"Nothing's wrong. Just go down. I'll sit alone and wait quietly. Don't let anyone disturb me. Otherwise, I'm not such a talkative person."

"I see. I'll inform others not to disturb you now."

The housekeeper hurried out and breathed out a long breath after leaving the living room. As expected, he was like a tiger with a king. Before he reached a certain point, he had seen master Qu's cruel appearance.

"The old lady has never done this to master qu."

The housekeeper simply cursed a few words orally, thinking that master Qu might not be so angry if Mrs. Qu was still there.

But it is precisely because Mrs. Qu is away that Mr. Qu is so angry. How can Mr. Qu be happy when a man is wearing a green hat by his own woman.

Grumpy seems to be about to lose all his bad temper for the rest of his life.

Master Qu sat alone on the sofa in the living room and looked at the familiar position around him, but there was no familiar person.

"What did I do wrong, or did you never want to stay by my side? Didn't I give you enough?"

Master Qu's eyes drooped, and the position around him was already cold and cold. Looking at the man's back, it seemed that he was still in this room.

But she, Mrs. Qu, is in prison now. She is in agony, thinking about how to save herself and how to move back to this city with Peige.

"Now that you've gone and done so, don't come again. I'm sorry. Don't come again. We deserve our song family."

Master Qu leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to think about the beauty of the past. At that time, Mrs. Qu was right in master Qu's heart.

It's just a pity that there is no one around master Qu now.

"Sometimes, I wonder if I did something wrong. How could I end up like this? Why can't I let go of everything you once wanted."

Master Qu's eyes were sad. Looking at the position around him, he was no longer warm.

Once upon a time, master Qu was also a man who could make mistakes.

When time stopped, Tang Xiaoyu and Gu Zhengrong finally stood at the same bidding meeting.

The light is like day, and all the guests present are from rich dukes, whose status is either rich or expensive.

"Xiaoyu, you should be prepared."

Mr. Li stood next to Tang Xiaoyu and looked at the moving light in her eyes. As long as he thought that she was still tit for tat with Gu Zhengrong a few days ago, Mr. Li suddenly stagnated in his heart.

"I know, Mr. Li. Don't worry. I'll take care of my emotions."

Tang Xiaoyu attended in full dress. Everywhere he went, his white skirt was touching.

The exposed career line perfectly interprets the delicate figure of an exquisite woman. The men around me have bright eyes. They can't help but want to look at her roundness and forget the significance of coming to the bidding meeting.

With exquisite makeup and excellent skin maintenance, Tang Xiaoyu can still lead a generation of coquettish women standing among a group of ladies.

"Xiaoyu, this way. Our position is here."

Mr. Li stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, acted like a gentleman, and his expression was even more appropriate, as if he had already rehearsed.

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Tang Xiaoyu slightly lowered his head and walked past Mr. Li's hand.

People everywhere in such a large bidding hall are discussing the price bottom list, talking about the mysterious figure in the bidding, how powerful the mysterious figure's means are, and how to open people's eyes.

But no one knew that the mysterious figure was standing behind them, looking at the surrounding scenery with a light face.

"Xiaoyu, are you confident in this bidding?"

Mr. Li took up a glass of champagne and handed it to Tang Xiaoyu. Looking at the woman with such exquisite makeup in front of him that a man is willing to see more, when he first saw her, she was just wearing flowers and thin on her face.

"Of course, with the support of Mr. Li, I must have great confidence. Even if I didn't get the last low price this time, I am confident that Gu Zhengrong will come this time and dare not stay in the same field with me next time."

"It's good to have such courage. It seems that I didn't read you wrong."

"Mr. Li, I still want to thank you for your cultivation. I'm under your hand and the knowledge I've learned is not enough to compare with you."

"Ha ha."