Young master, your vest fell off

Li Xiao nodded and said yes, seeing that Situ Yunliang had nothing more to say, he turned around and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wang Qing walking this way, his eyes looked red, as if he had just cried.

Li Xiao quickly lowered his head.

Wang Qing raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stepped forward a few steps, "How is it? Have you found the young master?"

Li Xiao shook his head.

"Then what are you still doing here? Hurry up and find it!" Wang Qing urged.

After finishing speaking, she entered the study and strode up to Situ Yunliang, her tears could no longer be controlled, "Yuan'er still has no news, do you think..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Situ Yunliang interrupted Wang Qing in a deep voice, "Everything I've done in my life is for him. Don't worry, I won't let Yuan'er have an accident."

Wang Qing's voice choked up, "But..."

"The person should be with Situ Han." Situ Yunliang's voice affirmed.

"Are you sure?" Wang Qing's expression brightened slightly, "If it's really at Situ Han's place, then it will be easy."

Situ Yunliang snorted, "Situ Han is forcing me to show my cards."

"He doesn't care about Yu Fengyin's life or death at all. Fortunately, we still have the trump card in our hands." Wang Qing patted his chest, then clasped his hands together, praying.

Situ Yunliang glanced at Wang Qing and said nothing.

……

The next day.

Situ Yunliang didn't sleep all night, and waited for more than three days in the afternoon, but still didn't hear from Li Xiao.

Where did Situ Han hide him?
Does he really want a showdown?

That being the case...

Situ Yunliang glanced at the time, fell silent, took the phone, and dialed Situ Han's number.

It took a while for the phone to connect, and Situ Han's cold voice came, "Hello..."

Situ Yunliang squinted his eyes and chuckled, "The Patriarch is the Patriarch. At this time, he can still be as stable as a mountain."

Situ Han: "Thank you."

When Situ Yunliang heard Situ Han's indifferent words, he gritted his teeth, "Situ Han, haven't you been waiting for my call? Let's meet."

Situ Han smiled faintly, "Alright."

"I will take the person you want to see with me." Situ Yunliang said an ambiguous sentence before Situ Han hung up the phone.

"Okay." After Situ Han finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

More than three hours later, the manor on the outskirts of the city...

A black commercial vehicle slowly drove into the manor.

Soon, the car stopped and the door opened. Three men in black got out first, and the person who followed was Yu Fengyin.

She was unscathed, glanced at the people on the left and right, and entered the villa.

In the living room, there were two people sitting facing each other... Situ Yunliang and Situ Han.

Yu Fengyin paused, then walked over.

Situ Yunliang laughed, "Can you let Yuan'er go now?"

Situ Han sat there quietly, rubbing the thumb of his right hand over the left cuff button, looked at Yu Fengyin indifferently, and then slowly raised his right hand.

Behind him, Su Yi nodded, and immediately asked Jiang Meng to bring him over.

Less than a minute later, Situ Yuan was brought over by Jiang Meng and his men.

Yu Fengyin walked over, Jiang Meng saw this, and pushed Situ Yuan to Situ Yunliang with a hard push.

"You take the young master back first." Situ Yunliang ordered.

His people immediately left with Situ Yuan.

Yu Fengyin was also taken down.

Situ Yunliang looked at Situ Han again with a smiling gaze, "Xiaohan, you are really uncle's good nephew, no wonder the two of us have such a good understanding."

Situ Han leaned lazily on the sofa.

On the tea table, the tea is already brewed.

Situ Han stared at the heat indifferently, and his thin lips slightly curled into a slight arc. There was a terrifying bloodthirsty in that smile.

But he still looks calm.

Situ Yunliang frowned, feeling a little guilty, he coughed lightly, stood up, "Since I'm fine, I'll go first."

Situ Han didn't raise his head, but scooped up two cups of tea before he said calmly, "Uncle, sit down and have a cup of tea."

Situ Yunliang could tell that Situ Han didn't intend to let him go.

"You... what do you mean?"

Situ Han finally raised his head to look at Situ Yunliang, raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want a drink?"

Situ Yunliang glanced out the window, knowing that there were Situ Han's people outside.

"Situ Han, what are you going to do?"

Situ Han looked at the heat above the teacup as if he hadn't heard of it.

Situ Yunliang suddenly laughed, "Are you going to kill me?"

Situ Han smiled faintly, noncommittal.

"Are you really planning to kill me?" Situ Yunliang asked again.

"Could it be that Uncle didn't intend to exchange your life for your son's life?" Situ Han asked logically.

The smile on Situ Yunliang's lips disappeared immediately.

It turned out that Situ Han had already intended to kill the father and son.

He sneered, "Are you going to do it yourself?"

"Have a cup of tea." Situ Han sat up straight, crossed his hands, and looked at Situ Yunliang with extremely cold eyes.

Situ Yunliang glanced at his last cup of tea, "After drinking this cup of tea, I will be on my way, right? Situ Han, I really overestimated your human nature. I thought your grandparents were still alive. No matter what, you will not kill their sons by hand, and let them suffer the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man."

The smile on Situ Han's lips deepened slightly, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't let my grandparents know."

Situ Yunliang stood up abruptly, "Situ Han!"

Situ Han raised his eyes slowly, and looked at Situ Yunliang lazily, "Everything my uncle is doing now is for his own son. If that's the case, he should be willing to die instead of his son, right?"

For the last two words, Situ Han's voice was soft, with a slight rise in the end, and the deep voice carried a power that could summon darkness and death.

Situ Yunliang had goose bumps on his body, "You know everything?"

Situ Han just raised his eyebrows.

Situ Yunliang was sure that Situ Han did know about Situ Yuan's assassination of him.

Assassinating the head of the family is indeed an unforgivable crime.

It turned out that from the very beginning, Situ Han had no intention of letting them go, either he or his son, one of them had to die.

Situ Yunliang was full of hatred in his heart, but he was also thankful, thankful that he had a plan...a well-thought-out plan.

He raised his head and laughed loudly, "Sure enough, he is from the Situ family. He is ruthless, but Situ Han, you are still too young, and Jiang will always be old and hot."

When Situ Han heard this, the laziness in his expression disappeared little by little, and he looked at Situ Yunliang with a cold gaze.

Situ Yunliang bent over and picked up the teacup, directly drank the slightly bitter tea in the cup, and then put down the teacup.

"I drank this tea, you can send me on my way now, but... I'm dead, Situ Han, you will never have a chance to see your father again."

Situ Han's pupils contracted violently, and a hint of shock appeared on his calm and handsome face, "What did you say?"