Chapter 1262

Gruss replied respectfully, "it's impossible to judge whether it's true or not. My grandfather may have been pretended to do it deliberately."

With that, there was not much emotional change in his serious look.

The words fall, only hear Nangong master's low voice, "but this video is true, at that time he really didn't want to give his present position to me."

As soon as he said this, gruss's eyes were slightly shocked, but he soon looked better. He didn't know what he was shocked by.

He didn't say much. Maybe he didn't know how to respond to Nangong master's words.

Once again, the air fell into a strange silence, a suffocating depression.

The Nangong master continued to ask, "I'm a little confused now. Grus, please answer me..."

"Master, please!" There was not much emotional change between the respectful response and the serious look.

"I'd like to know how this video got out?"

Asked, I saw the rotating chair slowly rotating, until the Nangong master looked at Grus, a pair of penetrating sharp eyes looking at him

But gruss still stood respectfully in the same place, slightly bowed his head, and did not look at the terrible cold eyes of master Nangong.

"I'll send someone to check it right away!"

He nodded his head slightly and said that when he was about to turn away, he only heard a low and slow voice, "wait a minute!"

Suddenly, gruston stopped. "What can I do for you, sir?"

I saw the dignified and powerful man, leaning forward slowly, holding his hands on the desk, staring at gruss. He didn't speak, just looked at him like this.

The silent space is oppressive.

"Gruss! I'm very sad now! You know what I'm upset about? " There was a terrible smell of danger in his eyes.

Gruss still stood upright and looked up at the powerful man sitting on the soft chair like a king. Then he caught the trace and took back his eyes. There was still no big emotional change in his face, but between his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was heavy.

"What is the master sad about?" He asked in a low voice.

The words fall, see South Temple master sword eyebrow suddenly a tight, "you don't have what words to want to say now?"? Count Philip

As soon as the words came out, gruss's eyes suddenly tightened, but for such a sudden address, he did not show shock and surprise, as if everything was clear.

Gruss did not immediately respond to anything, still no movement of standing in place.

Then Nangong, who was leaning on the soft chair, raised his eyes and looked at the man standing in front of him. He didn't continue to ask, but just looked at him.

But I don't know how long, a sigh slowly overflow, "this name for me really become very strange!"

This tone is completely different from the previous respectful and polite, with a faint sense of sadness.

Speaking, slowly raised his eyes, directly looked at the man leaning on the soft chair, the original standard ceremonial posture bending hands in front of the abdomen, the right hand slowly down.

Between the four eyes, the whole space was as tight as a broken string, but gruss's eyes were obviously humble.

"I haven't heard such a name for a long time. It's been more than 20 years since I was 23 years old. It's long enough for me to forget who I am?"

The serious voice responded, and there was still not much change in the look.

The Nangong master looked at gruss, and his frown suddenly became extremely cold and terrible. Gruss, who had been following him for so many years, naturally knew that he was angry at the moment, and could clearly hear the solemn breathing.

But don't know what he's angry about? Betrayal? Or is it being watched all the time? More because of something else

After a brief silence

"The count is willing to be my servant for decades. This is really touching." The deep voice is full of strong irony.

The words fall, gruss didn't refute what, slowly withdraw eyes, sink a voice way, "sorry! Master

Suddenly, the eyes of Nangong master suddenly sank, "I want you to tell me the reason now!"

But gruss didn't want to answer the question and repeated, "I'm sorry! Master The low tone sounded so sincere, so respectful, so humble.

"But can I know when the master began to notice?" A respectful inquiry.

In recent decades, as Nangong zhenglie's personal steward, he is almost clear about all his private affairs. He knows all the important family secrets. In the end, he needs enough confidants to get such trust.

This is enough to prove that Nangong zhenglie trusted Grus very much.

As he said that, Nangong zhenglie's eyes suddenly tightened, and he looked at gruss tightly. He could not hide his anger, or even more pain, but this kind of feeling was hidden by him very well, almost imperceptible.

He didn't refuse this question, and he didn't continue to ask just now.

"Count Philip has been really hard for so many years!"

“……”

"It's my honor to get the master's trust, but I don't seem to have the ability to continue to accept the master's trust! I'm really sorry! "

I'm sincerely sorry, but I don't seem to regret what I did.

“……”

"You've solved a lot of things for the Nangong family over the years. Sometimes it's hard for me to believe that you will betray me. No, you didn't betray me. Count Philip is just sticking to one thing. You're sticking to your faith."

Words fall, gruss did not respond to anything, just quietly respectful standing in place.

"Up to now, I can't believe the wolf who has been around me for decades!"

I don't know if this is stimulating gruss. His serious look sank slightly, and his palms between his legs tightened subconsciously.

I heard Nangong master explain in a deep voice, "the previous traffic accident was forbidden by shaojue. If no one operated secretly, what do you think will be the final result?"

“……”

"If he can find Canada, does he have the ability to arrange moths in his family for so many years on his own?"

“……”

"Shaojue is missing in a car accident for no reason. I can't find the body. Under strict defense, someone will take the person away under my nose?"

“……”

"And what's happened now, count Philip is still very much to blame."

The low voice makes people feel no anger, but the tone is full of depression, which is enough to make people scared and suffocate. And gruss looked down and listened calmly, without any refutation.