Therefore, the merits and demerits were balanced. Tang Si was probably too anxious about Gu Luoqi's affairs and wanted to use local power to find him as soon as possible, so he didn't even think about the fact that he was beaten up.
But what will happen?
The merits and demerits outweigh the merits, I’m afraid it’s not enough.
Is power really that important?
More important than your own safety?
They are already considered overlords here. Isn't that enough?
I haven't offended them or done anything to feel sorry for them, so why should I be so aggressive?
The young master doesn't understand very much.
He thought he had made it clear last time, but in the end, his father was still stubborn.
No matter what, he refused to look back and wake up.
Could it be that he really did something wrong?
However, he really doesn't want to hurt others.
It doesn't matter between two people, he will not do anything to hurt each other for no reason, let alone Ophivia, she is the one who saved him.
If something irreparable happened due to their family's intervention, then what face would he have to face those people?
The young master sat in his father's seat, his heart in a state of confusion.
He couldn't just watch like this.
But, what can he do?
Nothing can be done.
He is just a burden.
Is it really because he is so incompetent that his father will try every means to expand his power, lest the entire family's business be destroyed in his hands?
The young master couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Feeling guilty and helpless.
In the end, it all turned into a period of physical and mental exhaustion.
The housekeeper came in to deliver the documents. Seeing him here, he looked at him in surprise: "Young Master, why are you here?"
The young master wiped his cheek fiercely, and then asked in a suppressed voice: "Where is my dad, where has he gone?"
The housekeeper was not surprised at all when he asked.
"Sir, he has gone out. There is something urgent that needs to be handled by him. I should have told you, sir, that if anything happens during this period, it is entirely up to you to take care of it."
"Shall I plan it?"
The young master laughed at himself and said, "I can't do anything."
"Young Master, don't say that." The steward thought he was doubting his ability, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "You are the son of Mr., you are no worse than anyone else. Mr. just entrusted this person to you because he believed in you.
To control."
The young master shook his head and said, "But, I don't even know what my father is thinking."
The housekeeper said: "Master, what's wrong? It feels weird? Is something wrong?"
The young master took a deep breath and asked word for word: "Does my father not believe at all...that these people will win?"
"..." The housekeeper was stunned.
The young master repeated it seriously: "Because he didn't believe that these people would be the final winners, so he secretly started to help deal with them again?"
The butler's expression completely changed.
He smiled and said: "Young Master, things are not like this. You are deceived by those people just because you are too kind. Don't listen to what those people say. What they say may not be right.
Yes, what you did is not necessarily wrong."
"Is it possible to frame an innocent person? Is it right?" The young master asked back: "If you want to expand your power, is it possible that you have to use an innocent person to support you?"