Ling Ye walked forward slowly, and everyone made way for him. The aura of nobility and king in his bones crushed people's hearts. Mrs. Ling pushed aside the crowd and came forward.
"Why are you here so late? It would be terrible if your father finds out. Why don't you go greet the guests?" She scolded, with a motherly look, reaching out to straighten his tie, as if what happened in the castle that day had never happened.
More than average
Ling Ye's eyes flashed with a trace of disgust, and he avoided it without any trace: "I'll go upstairs to see grandpa."
Mrs. Ling's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly
In the room, the light was very dim, and the faint moonlight shone through the window and fell on the old man in the wheelchair. Ling Ye waved his hand, dismissed the caregiver, and knelt down to hold Ling Dongyun's hand.
"grandfather……"
Ling Dongyun shrugged his head and moved his eyes when he heard the sound.
This once high-spirited old man was overwhelmed by a sudden serious illness a few years ago. Sometimes he was sober and sometimes confused.
Ling Ye lowered his eyelids and couldn't tell his expression. He covered Ling Dongyun's knees with a blanket. His withered old hand suddenly grabbed his and spoke with difficulty: "Ye'er...I..."
"what are you doing here!"
A harsh growl came from the door. Ling Ye narrowed his eyes and looked back at the light.
Ling Chengxuan stood at the door, leaning on a cane, his sinister eyes full of ice.
Ling Ye straightened up, pursed his lips coldly, and looked at him without any scruples. The veins on Ling Chengxuan's forehead were clearly visible, and his anger was soaring. His eagle eyes were gloomy, filled with a strong murderous aura.
"Follow me to the study"
When he arrived at the study, Ling Chengxuan locked the door, lay down in the boss's chair, closed his eyes, and slowly turned the ring on his thumb. There was no light in the room, and the faint green light shed a chill.
"Did you do what happened to your elder brother?" After a long silence, Ling Chengxuan calmed down the anger boiling in his chest and asked.
Ling Ye raised his eyebrows, sat on the sofa, picked up the lighter on the table leisurely, and played with it: "Dad, I don't understand what you mean. It was you who asked me to thoroughly investigate the accounts of the Ling Group. There is something wrong with it."
, I naturally wanted to find out, but in the end I found that my eldest brother had embezzled public funds. If you asked me to handle it impartially, I would do as you asked. But I didn’t expect that the media and the police would keep a close eye on me. It would be a matter of time before I was exposed.
I didn’t do anything in the meantime.”
Bullshit!
No one can believe that you did nothing!
If there was no evidence, do you think you could still sit back and relax as the head of the family?
Ling Chengxuan secretly sneered, wishing to blow his head off with a cane, and his voice was deep: "I asked you to deal with it impartially, but I didn't ask you to destroy your elder brother's hand."
"Do you care?" Ling Ye didn't admit or deny, he just said this sentence
Ling Chengxuan's eyelids moved. Indeed, he didn't care about Ling Mingchong's life or death. Not to mention the loss of his hands, he would not frown even if he was beaten to death. He just couldn't accept what Ling Ye did behind his back. This made him
he feels dangerous
When did he start to realize that his second son was getting more and more out of control?
Since Ling Ye became the head of the family, he has watched his rights in the Ling family be weakened step by step. Now, he can no longer bear it and needs to do something.
Ling Ye stood up, straightened his suit, and his voice was cold...