No one would leave such a large property to an outsider.
Today, Lin Changguo not only mentioned this matter with confidence, but even said the name of *** directly...
Sikong Jingqiu concentrated his mind and his eyes were cold, "What we are talking about now seems to be not my life experience, Mr. Lin Changguo, are you trying to change the topic?"
"Of course not. I didn't want to change the subject from the beginning." Lin Changguo said that he was not scared by Sikong Jingqiu's gaze at all. He looked at Sikong Jingqiu, laughed twice before saying, "As for why I mentioned Chairman Sikong's life experience, you will know later..."
Lin Changguo stopped, invited Xia Dongye and Cheng Yuanming to sit down together, and then took out something that looked like a remote control from his pocket and pressed it on an oversized screen in the living room.
A sound of shielding lights up, and the screen shows Sikong Manor—
In the picture, old lady Sikong is sitting in the living room watching TV...
Sikong Jingqiu looked at the picture with an expressionless face. His deep eyes were suddenly covered by a layer of heavy shadows, and the sound squeezed out from his teeth, "Are you monitoring us?"
"Of course not." Lin Changguo glanced at him, "I have no interest in you at all. This is just used to contact Mrs. Sikong."
Lin Changguo stood up, walked to the computer in a corner of the living room, and typing a few keys.
Sikong Jingqiu and the others immediately saw that in the picture, the TV program that was originally broadcast was instantly switched to the situation here-
Old Mrs. Sikong's expression was a little surprised and a little surprised.
Then, on the other side, they heard the voice of the old lady Sikong, "Jingqiu? Haiyue? Why did you go for so long? When will you come back?"
Sikong Jingqiu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Changguo, "Hello, Mrs. Sikong."
"Who are you?" Old Mrs. Sikong's expression condensed.
Even through the TV screen, she didn't like the twists in this person's eyes.
"Didn't you sent someone to investigate me?" Lin Changguo walked back to the sofa and sat down, "Why did you forget it in less than five years?"
"You are—" Old Mrs. Sikong's eyes were wide open.
She remembered who this person was!
He is Lin Zizhu's adoptive father, Lin Changguo!
"How could you-"
"It seems that Mrs. Sikong is not completely confused yet." Lin Changguo smiled, and his false expression made people feel very uncomfortable.
Old Mrs. Sikong rushed to the front of the TV and asked at the screen, "Why are you with Jing Qiu Haiyue and the others?"
"These things are not important." Lin Changguo glanced at the few people with different expressions on the sofa, "Mrs. Sikong, you just need to find a good seat to sit down and listen to me finish your words."
Although the cunning expression on Lin Changguo's face made Old Mrs. Sikong feel uneasy and an ominous premonition surged in her heart, she still sat back in her seat as she said, staring at the screen with her eyes straight.
When Lin Changguo saw that the old lady Sikong sat back on the chair, he finally turned around.
He looked at Sikong Jingqiu with a gloomy face and said, "You must want to know why I did this?"
Sikong Jingqiu was silent and said nothing.
He really couldn't guess what Lin Changguo wanted to do, but unfortunately, he was not interested in anything except confirming Haiyue's identity.