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Why?

Why did you want to kill my father?

His white hair was like the cold snow on the outside, chilling his heart. He had thought of many people, but he had never thought that the person who had killed his father would be his most beloved boss.

"How did you think of this? What touched this little brain of yours? " The eldest put down the newspaper in his hands and laid back lazily on the sofa. The smile on his face didn't have any of Little Jie's anger, nor was he angry at Little Jie's questioning.

To be angry with a child is disgraceful!

"Daddy met Mommy last night. With Mommy's help, Daddy had already deduced that the one helping Young Master Hua deal with the Striker King was you, who was hiding behind me." He didn't climb onto his lap as he usually did, but sat on the coffee table opposite him and faced him head-on.

This problem was very serious, and he had to take it seriously.

Bao Xiao didn't dare to follow up as he stood far away dodging a calamity. Weaving and Tong were walking out of the room, looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

After a moment of shock, the boss could not help but burst out laughing, "That person was on all kinds of defenses. In the end, we were unable to prevent the two of them from secretly meeting each other. However, that person was right to guard against them, because he knows that once the two of them are separated, nothing can be done.

Good, very good!

"Just because he guessed my existence, you calculated that I was the person that killed your father?" The eldest took out a cigar and sniffed it with a disapproving expression.

Little Jie patiently continued, "You were the one who killed the Fist King, and there was someone else who killed Mommy. That person always only knew of Mommy's existence and knew of my existence, he never knew of Daddy's existence, and even more so didn't know that my biological father was Leng Mubai, not Bao Xiao. In that case, how could he possibly kill my father? Furthermore, if he wanted to kill his father, he would have killed him six years ago. So, only you, who killed the King of Fighters and then came back to kill Dad, haven't been able to find the culprit for six years. "

"Not bad, at least you still have some brains. Let me ask you, did you tell him my identity? " The boss narrowed his eyes, a faint, sharp light shining through.

Actually, he didn't need to ask this question to know that Little Jie wouldn't say things that shouldn't be said out loud. The reason he asked was just to disturb Little Jie's thoughts so that he wouldn't pester him endlessly.

However, how could Little Jie not understand him? He stood up with a "Hua" sound, and his angry little face was taut and without a trace of elasticity. "I know what to say and what not to say. If I don't understand this, what right do I have to inherit your position? Don't you dare bully me just because I'm young. I'll ask you again now, why did you want to kill my dad back then? "

The boss had a slight headache. This little stubborn temper of his was just like his mother's: "What if I don't say?"

"All along, you didn't like my dad. You erased all the information Mommy had, so you didn't want Daddy to find Mommy. If it wasn't for my illness, you wouldn't have let Mommy go home and even more so wouldn't have allowed me to bring them together. "Boss, I want to know the reason why you don't like him. I also want to know the reason why you killed him." Little Jie's might was overwhelming. He was only five years old, but he seemed to be twenty-five instead.

"There is no reason, and there is no reason. Or perhaps, this reason and reason could not be said for now. The time was not right. "If the time is right, even if I don't say anything, you will know …"

Not waiting for him to finish, Little Jie fretfully took out a photo from his down jacket, threw it on top of his body, and said: "Is it because of her? Is it because of her that you want to kill them all? What did she have to do with Father? I want to know! "

It was not very clear, but the degree of familiarity was enough to cause his heart to twitch in pain. This was the picture that Lan Xinyue's mother had left behind before she died, and also the woman that Lan Xinyue had never been able to find. That day, she had sent a copy of the photo with Nicole to Bao Xiao for him to help her look up.

Looking at the photo, the boss' gentle face gradually darkened, the light in his eyes turned into a sharp blade light, he stared at Little Jie, with a look of rage, he couldn't help but to take a step back while Bao Xiao hid, Tong Zheng and Weaving followed suit.

The boss' killing intent was not something a small shrimp like them could handle. Only then did they look at Xiao Jie with meaningful eyes, telling him to stop at first sight. Don't be too willful!

For a woman, Young Master Hua and Fist King have a feud." For a woman, you agreed to help Young Master Hua get rid of the Fist King. 298 people, without leaving a trace, cleaned up overnight. Their brilliant methods were enough to scare people off, and they also became an international unsolved case. I don't have any objections to you killing the King of Fighters for the sake of a woman, but for the sake of a woman, you killed Daddy. I just want to know, what relationship does Daddy have with this woman?

"If it doesn't matter, I won't kill him. "Lan Xiaojie, don't think you can be lawless just because I love you. I'll kick you out right now, or I'll take back everyone and kill your mommy tomorrow." In the end, the boss lost his temper and lost his sense of propriety. Yes, this picture of a woman was a pain that he would never want to touch again. Little Jie had violated a great taboo.

However, when he spoke the truth, Little Jie also hated other people's threats the most. He was equally enraged, and flew into a rage: "Believe me, how could I not believe that, no one knows who you are better than me. Fine, if you want to kick me out, then please hurry up, otherwise, I will stand here and ask you, what does Daddy have to do with this woman? Boss, I don't want Daddy and Mommy to separate because of this woman, I don't want to! "

"You … You... "You …" The old man was so angry that he was at a loss for words. He glared at Little Jie, wanting to scare him away. However, Little Jie did not buy his trick. The two of them were so angry that their faces turned pale.

He clenched his fists and loosened and tightened and loosened. He clenched his small fists tightly, not giving in at all.

Finally, the boss could no longer suppress his arrogance. He slammed the table heavily, and with a "pa" sound, he bellowed with red eyes, "The wings are hard now! You want to rebel now, don't you?"

"You're the one who wants to kick me out. It's you, it's you, it's you …" Bao Xiao and the other two were scared to the point that their eyes turned around nervously. Little Jie was as calm as ever. He roared loudly and the veins on his neck bulged.

He was so angry, so angry, so angry that he almost died. Looking around, only this stinking brat dared to talk to him in such a manner. Fine, I won't do anything to him.

The boss flung his hands in anger and strode into the room. When he turned around, he threw the photo in his hands onto Little Jie's face.

Little Jie did not pick up the photo and let it slide to the ground. He just stood there, not daring to believe that his boss would not say a word.

The atmosphere was tense, no one dared to persuade him otherwise. Time had stopped here!

At 6 PM in the evening, Bao Xiao had already cooked early. He knocked on the door and called his boss out. This was also an indirect way to ease the atmosphere.

The Boss's mind was preoccupied with Little Jie's physique. After a while, he still walked out of the room. However, the moment he came out, he saw that kid still standing there. He didn't even change his posture, but his face had turned even paler.

Fine, you have it. If you have the ability, then just stand there. If I don't tire you out, I'll make you piss your pants to death!

He lost his appetite and stood on the balcony, leaving Little Jie behind, ignoring him.

Little Jie's legs were shaking from exhaustion from the lack of recovery, but he didn't want to give in. Only when he knew the truth would he have time to prepare, to prevent his father from leaving his mother.

So he had to endure, had to endure until an answer came.

After another hour passed, Little Jie's weak body gradually lost its balance. He swayed back and forth, but the boss wasn't soft-hearted. He clenched his teeth and locked his sharp eyes onto Lan Xinyue's room with a heavy heart.

Bao Xiao, who was afraid of the little superb, disregarded their dignity and came over to persuade him. Unfortunately, he was slapped back to his senses by the boss mercilessly.

At 7: 30, the exhausted Little Jie finally fell to the ground, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Holding onto his small hand, he tried to remember, but he got up again and fell down again, lying on the sofa with his mouth wide open, breathing heavily.

Bao Xiao's heart was broken. The Boss also clenched his fists as he stood on the balcony. He wove his eyes to get Tong Zheng to advise him against it, but just as Tong Zheng took a step forward, he heard the doorbell ring.

"Lan Xinyue! It's Lan Xinyue who's ringing the doorbell!" On the video screen of the doorbell, Lan Xinyue's pretty face was reflected as she waited for the door to open. In her hand was a bamboo basket covered with cloth.

Was it swollen today? His son was questioning his boss while his mother was trying to poke holes in him! What kind of a tempo is this …

Could it be that the time had come for the truth to be revealed?

What should he do? What should he do? she asked her boss.

The eldest brother could not help but panic. He also did not expect Lan Xinyue to come over. For a moment, his mind was in a mess and he had no more thoughts.

However, after Little Jie panicked, he fell onto the ground and laughed weakly: "Mummy must have come to find you. Even if she doesn't know you are a murderer, she must have sensed something. "But this is good as well, it's good. Tonight, Mommy will force you to tell the truth, whether you tell it or not."

"Shut up!" The doorbell was still ringing, but Lan Xinyue stubbornly waited for a reply. The eldest brother stood on the balcony, turned around and scolded Little Jie, and told Bao Xiao to carry Little Jie in. At the same time, he thought, what is she doing here? What did she find?

"If I go in, I'll come out. If I can't get out, I'll yell. I'll let Mommy know that I'm here, unless you tell me what Daddy has to do with this woman."

Someone came in, and without waiting for them to open the door, Lan Xinyue followed that person in. Even if the boss wanted to turn away, it was impossible, he could only command Bao Xiao to quickly carry Little Jie in.

Little Jie was still unwilling. His boss had been forced into a dead end, so he stomped his feet in anger and anxiously said: "Your dad's relationship with this woman is extraordinary, his spear definitely wasn't struck for nothing. But if your mommy knows this, she'll definitely leave your daddy. Little Jie, you're still waiting for the umbilical cord blood to save your life, how can she leave? Besides, now is not the time to reveal our identities. If we have to wait for our identities to be revealed, we have to wait for her to be pregnant with your life-saving blood. "You grandson, I did it all for you, do you understand …"