According to the rules of An Ye, you cannot tell any outsiders about An Ye's affairs. Dao's behavior today is against the rules. However, he wanted to do this.
Ever since he came back from a mission last year and received the news that his commander was deposed and then went crazy in the fire, he held his breath. He has been holding back and acting in accordance with the instructions he saw when he came back. However, the information he received last night about
The information about the cause of death made it impossible for him to remain calm anymore.
The man in front of him may have killed his leader, but he was enjoying everything his leader brought him. He was so ruthless, so shameless, and so heart-gnashing.
After a long time, Dongfang Chen regained his consciousness and said with trembling lips: "Why do you want me to see this? Don't you never reveal anything about the dark night to me?"
Dao didn't speak, but looked at Dongfang Chen coldly, with emotions in his eyes: because he wants you to know how much of a scumbag you are, how inhuman you are, how shameless you are, and how unworthy of her you are.
Looking into Dao's eyes, Dongfang Chen seemed to see what Dao was thinking, and his face became paler.
"Besides that, what kind of instructions did she give before and after that day?" Dongfang Chen asked, his face too pale to look like a living person, but with a hint of shame and expectation in his eyes.
"..." Dao glanced at Dongfang Chen contemptuously, turned around and left, as arrogant as ever.
Dongfang Chen stared at her blankly, as if he was stupid. There was a voice in his heart that kept repeating: Impossible, impossible, she couldn't possibly issue such an order after he did this to her.
So unapologetic, so determined, so shameless.
However, there was a voice deep in his heart telling him that it was true, that handwriting was hers, he was very familiar with it, and it was not someone else's imitation.
For a long time, Dongfang Chen seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength and leaned softly against the back of the chair.
Yun Mansion.
Yun Jingchu had just returned home. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yun Shangren pacing back and forth in her room.
"Father?" Yun Jingchu frowned in confusion.
"Jingchu, dad wants to ask you, did your third brother say when he will set off to find Mr. Wu Jiu? The doctor said that your brother is in critical condition and may not even be able to save his life." Yun Shangren came up to him with an anxious look.
Although Jingxi is basically in charge of the Zhu family, looking at the situation at that time, it seemed that Mr. Wu Jiu was more familiar with Jingchu. Judging from Jingxi's expression this morning, it seemed that he was reluctant to invite Mr. Wu Jiu.
He naturally knew that over the years, Madam's room had often framed Zhu's room. It was really difficult to get Jingxi to do things willingly this time. Maybe Jingchu would be easier to talk to. So, he thought about it and came to find him.
Yun Jingchu started.
Yun Jingchu shook his head and said flatly: "No."
"Then Jingchu, how about you and your third brother help find Mr. Wu Jiu? It can be considered as doing dad a favor." Yun Shangren looked urgent and pleading.
"Okay." Yun Jingchu nodded happily.
Yun Shangren was overjoyed, "Then when are you going to set off?"
Yun Jingchu tilted his head and said, "I don't know. I'll ask Third Brother later."
Yun Shangren was startled, and then a kind and coaxing smile appeared on his face: "Jingchu, your second brother is in critical condition. Can you urge your third brother to set off tomorrow?"
"...Okay." Yun Jingchu was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily again, looking very well-behaved.