Chapter 687

The wind pulled up at the gate of Aiyue castle.

Take out the folding wheelchair from the trunk, open it, open the front door, and then put the president into the wheelchair.

Aiyue castle is the largest and most luxurious French architectural complex in tourmaline manor. There are nearly a thousand people in the guard team, including five or six hundred nannies and servants. It can be called a land of wealth.

When the strong wind pushes Lord Zhan into the garden gate of Aiyue castle, their every move has entered the monitoring system of Aiyue castle.

In a moment, the master's personal butler came forward, respectfully said to the warlord: "young master, the master is waiting for you in the atrium garden."

"Take me there," warlord said in a deep voice

The housekeeper took the swift wind of Lord Zhan to the garden in the atrium, and the old master Zhan was sitting on a rattan chair to bask in the sun.

Those neatly trimmed hedgerows cover the whole garden, and all kinds of deliberately pruned hedgerow animals show their strength on the grass. Obviously, it is a static garden, but it makes people see the vastness of animals.

The wind pushed the warlord to the old master, and then he retreated to the side.

If once upon a time, Lord Zhan would be as obedient and respectful as any of his grandchildren. Because he is from the bottom of his heart to appreciate the old man in front of him, grateful that he spared no effort to cultivate himself.

But now, knowing that the old master was the culprit for violating his mother and causing heavy damage to his own parents, Baron Zhan's respect for him was mixed with a trace of contempt.

He sat in the wheelchair, proud to raise his head, straight spine, a body of rebellious leap out.

"Han Jue, I have been waiting for you for a long time, but you have not come. I'm disappointed in you. But - I know you're disappointed in me, too. " The old man held two Taiji balls in his hand, slowly turning, and his voice flowed out slowly.

All he revealed was like an old man dying, enjoying the quiet and good eyes of the last years.

Lord Zhan didn't know how to answer.

From the close grandson, suddenly to the heart of the enemy, how can we not let people sigh.

The old man closed his eyes and did not know whether he was afraid to look at him or disdained to look at him.

"You come to see me, but you don't talk. Did you think about how to speak? In that case, you go back. I want to come back. " Said the old man.

Finally, he said, "I just want to see you. How are you?"

The old man sighed: "you have a grudge against me now, so you don't want to tell me the truth."

Excited by him, the Warlord's anger flashed across his eyes, "what about grandfather? Has grandfather ever been honest with me? There are so many pickles in the tourmaline manor, but you keep me in the dark. If I don't have the eyes to discover the truth, is my grandfather going to hide it from me all his life? "

The old man opened his eyes, and a touch of surprise flashed through his dry pupil. "I don't think that with your calmness and calmness, you will not be so rash as to make an inquiry into me. Han Jue, I went to Yancheng, lost my beloved woman, and came back to find my grandfather. This is not what the wise do? "

"You've been watching my every move?" he said

The old man did not deny it.

The warlord thought about it very much. He had a new understanding of the old man's apathy and ruthlessness.

"When Yan Zhengling had an accident at the tourmaline manor. Why don't you save your life, grandfather? " The blue veins on the brow of the warlord burst out. The voice of saying this was very light, but it made people feel that he was on the edge of rampage.

"It's your father who killed her. Why didn't I save Yan Zhengling? Why don't you ask why your father killed her The old man said calmly.

"My grandfather must have known the night of my accident. But my grandfather still took an attitude of not saving me from death. " Suddenly, the warlord began to laugh miserably.

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