Xueshen: Almighty part-time job system

Yan Bailian wore a cheongsam, outlining her still good figure.

Get up slowly from your position.

In the shadow, an afterimage flickered for a moment, and a hoarse middle-aged man's voice came.

"Ma'am, that thing still hasn't been found."

There was a trace of coldness in Yan Bailian's eyes, she chuckled lightly and said, "It seems that my father, my lord, really hides deep enough."

She parted her red lips slightly, with regret: "He doesn't understand the value of that kind of thing, it's such a waste of money."

The hoarse voice in the afterimage, with hesitation: "Now that damned old man He Hua has recovered, shall we go back to our home temporarily?"

Yan Bailian's expression was indifferent, and she said with a smile: "Recovery? It's just a posturing."

She walked out.

"That thing is mine, and the He family is also mine."

"And he, it's time to retire."

Thinking of something, Yan Bailian stopped suddenly, with a thrilling smile on her face.

"Also, not everyone can call him a damned old man."

"Let's deal with it at home."

In the shadows, a certain figure seemed to tremble a few times: "Yes!"

Yan Bailian walked out, facing the warm sunshine.

The corners of the mouth were outlined, and the seductive tongue licked the red lips.

"The time is just right."

As for the injury of her son He Jian, she didn't seem to care at all!

After He Liang and Lin Wudi returned to the guest room, they started talking.

When Lin Wudi talked about Yan Bailian, there was obvious fear between the lines.

"Boss, that's a bad woman."

However, Lin Wudi couldn't say how to describe Yan Bailian's badness.

He Liang nodded to him, his face was very calm: "I can see it."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Where are the people from Anbu?"

"This courtyard house doesn't seem to be crowded?"

He Liang originally thought that this would be a lively place, but now it seems that it is obviously different from what he imagined.

The two black-clothed bodyguards outside, although exuding a fierce aura, are not actually martial arts practitioners.

In the courtyard, there are not too many people to see, except for them, there are only a few people who are similar to nannies.

"There is a reason for this." Lin Wudi rubbed his head and said.

"According to the rules, collateral families are not allowed to live in the main family at ordinary times." Lin Wudi said.

"Many residences outside actually have people from the He family's collateral lineage. There are definitely quite a few people."

He Liang nodded suddenly.

Lin Wudi said again: "As for those of us in the Anbu, we all have our own work to do, so naturally it is impossible to stay in one place honestly."

He Liang can understand this point.

"What about the second head of the He family?" He Liang narrowed his eyes.

Lin Wudi's expression changed slightly, and he glanced around, as if to check if Kuang San was there.

After confirming that he was not there, he whispered: "I also heard that the Second Patriarch was a business genius before, but after that bad woman came, the Second Patriarch has been drinking heavily every day!"

"Now, maybe... where to drink!"

He Liang frowned: "The old man doesn't care?"

Lin Wudi shook his head: "This is beyond what I can know."

"I'm only responsible for protecting you, boss." He touched the wooden sword, and his expression gradually became more confident.

"With me here, even that bad woman will never touch you, Boss!"

He Liang turned his mind and stopped saying anything.

Time passed, and soon it was seven o'clock in the evening.

He Liang didn't go out either.

First of all, I am not used to this place.

Secondly, he didn't want to meet Yan Bailian before he figured out the right and wrong of it.

This poisonous snake-like "aunt" with a beautiful face made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if she was dormant in the dark, ready to swallow people from behind at any time.

Outside, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in." He Liang raised his head and said loudly.

Kurumi walked in wearing sunglasses.

"Young master, the old man is back and is waiting for you in the study!"

He Liang's eyes lit up, and he stood up from the chair with a swipe.

There is some expectation in my heart, but also a little complicated.

Then, he took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Under the leadership of Kuang San, they came to a study room.

Kuangsan dragged Lin Wudi farther away from the study to prevent him from hearing what he shouldn't.

He Liang was silent for a few seconds before knocking on the door.

clack.

clack.

"come in."

Not long after, an old voice came from inside.

He Liang opened the study, entered it, and closed the door behind his back.

In front of the desk, sat an old man with silver hair.

His weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles, his eyes were a little cloudy, and there was kindness in his majesty.

But after seeing He Liang, the hand holding the pen trembled a little, and there was a flash of excitement.

He suppressed the emotion in his heart and laughed loudly: "He Liang, my grandson, welcome back!"

He Hua stood up. He was not considered tall, only about 1.6 meters [-], but he was not stooped, and his figure was straight.

"No. [-] with full marks, you are even better than I imagined." He Hua said with a smile, with a gratified look on his face.

Outside, Lin Wudi and Kuangsan were silent.

It seems that it has been a long time since I heard such a hearty laughter from the old man, right?

In the study, He Liang's eyes dodged a little.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the word grandpa.

Seeing He Liang's appearance, He Hua shook his head helplessly.

He sighed softly: "Poor child, I can understand your complicated mood now, old man."

Then, he said seriously: "I will explain all these to you."

He Liang was silent and listened quietly.

Even though the old man in front of him was of his blood, but he was abandoned at the beginning, this fact made him feel thorny in the end, and it was impossible to say that he didn't care.

He Hua looked out of the window and said in an erratic tone.

"It's only recently that I found out that I have a grandson outside."

"Back then, Qingfeng, that is, before your father disappeared, never told me that he had you."

"If I had known earlier, I would not have let you wander outside."

He knew that He Liang was adopted by an extremely poor couple, and it was not easy these years.

Thinking of this, he also felt a little distressed: "I have been sorry for you all these years."

But He Liang said in a deep voice, "I've had a good life these years."

But I felt a little better in my heart.

My own grandpa somehow explained that I didn't know his existence before.

After a moment of silence, He Liang said again: "Can you tell me, where are my biological parents?"

He Hua nodded and said, "It's missing."

"Three years ago, there was no trace of the disappearance left!"

He Hua narrowed his eyes and said, "If there are any traces, there is only one."

"What?" He Liang blurted out.

He Hua smiled gratifiedly, and said calmly: "You have seen the dragon statue before."

"It's just that it's the 'root'."

His face suddenly turned pale, and he coughed twice.

"Cough cough."

A trace of black blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He Liang's heart tightened, and he instinctively stepped up to He Hua.