Zheng Yan shed tears in the room, and Zheng's mother shed tears outside the room.
Zheng Yu sighed, he knew how much his sister liked Xuanyun.
For that Xuanyun, he did not hesitate to resist his father.
Now my father finally let go. As a result,, alas, I can only say that there is no destiny.
He walked up to Mother Zheng and supported her
"Mom, Yan'er will be fine in two days. Don't cry and break your body. Leave it to me here. Go back and rest."
While speaking, signal to the servant who is waiting on one side
"Madam Fu goes back to rest."
"Yes."
Mother Zheng held Zheng Yu's hand,
"Xiao Yu, you must look at your sister carefully and don't let her get into trouble again."
The voice trembled, with a crying voice.
Zheng Yu made a loud noise and nodded in response.
"Okay, Mom, leave it to me."
This kind of thing can't stand anyone, so he can understand Yan'er's pain.
Zheng Yu kept his servants at the door at all times.
I thought that Yan'er was going to be closed in her room for a few days, but I knew that that afternoon, Zheng Yan was pale and his eyes were red and swollen and walked out of it.
The heart that Zheng Yu was hanging on finally fell to the ground, and Xuan Yun died. Although it is a pity, if his sister were to be taken in, it would be more than a loss.
He wanted to speak for comfort, but the first thing his sister said when she saw him
"Brother, I want to know, in the end, it is Xuanyun."
Probably because of crying for too long, my voice became hoarse.
As he said, he cried again.
Zheng Yu stretched out his hand, hugged Xuan Yun, and sighed.
"Okay, I'll check it for you."
As long as his sister is alive, he can do anything.
"Brother, I'm sad."
Zheng Yan hugged her brother, unlike her forbearance in the room just now, she cried loudly this time.
Zheng Yu was gentle and comforting.
Zheng Yan spoke intermittently,
"I want to avenge him, I can't just let him die so unclearly."
Zheng Yu nodded quickly and agreed
"Okay, you want to avenge him. Brother will check for you and help you find the murderer."
Unlike the gentle living environment of the Zheng family, in the Dongfang family, competitors of the same generation are cruel to death and death.
There is no right who is right and who is wrong, the person who can go to the end and live is right.
Oriental home
Dongfang Ting was sitting on the chair in the study, frowning very tightly and closing his eyes.
The tie was pulled in a mess, and he was not in a good mood.
Subordinates on one side are reporting
"Master, Xuanyun is dead. The Patriarch meant that you and Dongfang Yuan wanted to see who can win the market. What should we do next?"
Dongfang Ting didn't speak, after a long time
"Since Xuanyun is dead, Yan Gang has no leader. Taking advantage of the chaos, he swallows their territory and gains a firm foothold in the city."
The subordinate first responded, and then asked out loud out of concern
"Master, Dongfang Yuan is cooperating with the Yan Gang, and we can't shake the Yan Gang's position in the city in a short period of time."
Dongfang Ting opened his eyes as he listened, and his sharp gaze burst out.
"Then make the city more chaotic, so chaotic that they can't take care of themselves."
The subordinate was stunned,
"Young Master mean?"
Dongfang Ting's eyes quickly flashed a vicious look
"I heard that there is a Pang Lei in that Yan Gang, who is very likely to be the next successor. Then start with him and kill him first."
The subordinates will soon be aware of Dongfang Ting's thoughts.
Take Yan to help the high-level staff, so that everyone is in danger and careless about other things.
"Yes, master."