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Leaders, there is no room for any mistakes in their lives, and Wen Renliang spent a lot of thought to achieve this.

But this time, it was good.

There are Zhanyi and Lancer outside to assist him in guarding, so generally speaking, it's all right.

Near noon, the heads of the family gathered in the castle in their fancy luxury car.

Wen Renliang and Bell Witt appeared in front of everyone as the supreme rulers of the family in very decent clothes, and at the same time there was Little Cheese dressed like an oriental noble who was inseparable from Wen Renliang.

Uh... There is also the real golden-haired prince Zhan Yu who has the demeanor of a fallen aristocrat.

"Heh! Is this a mafia party? Does it really look like that?" the blond prince asked with interest.

"It's almost the anniversary of Liang's father's death, so this gathering may be a little more solemn." Little Cheese commented!

Afterwards, Wen Renliang and Bell Witt had a lengthy conversation and meeting with family members in a large conference room in the old castle.

Afterwards, the allied Mafia family leaders of the Werther family left the castle in a hurry, leaving only the immediate and distant mafia leaders of the Werther family, who stayed in the castle chattering and instilling the Werther family to Wen Renliang, in order to prevent future relapse. After the ultimate heads of the two families, Bell Witt and Wen Renliang, died, there was internal strife in the family, and they needed to choose a candidate heir as soon as possible.

A distant relative of Werther's family who didn't know how far away stood up and said: "The two bosses are both over [-] years old, so it is urgent to get married in time. It is best for the bosses to give birth quickly and let the children Inheriting the mantle of the Mafia or something!"

"Uh..." Wen Renliang looked at the man who made such a suggestion with a headache, he moved his stiff legs under the table tiredly, God!He had never sat in one posture for such a long time when the company held a board meeting!

It is not so easy to be the head of a majestic and harsh mafia family!

Bell Waite half-closed his eyes from fatigue, and he said idlely, "Old Harvey, you should pay more attention to other matters of the family, instead of putting all your thoughts on the candidate heir of the Witte family, I heard you Your stupid son is in his 30s and still unmarried, isn't he?"

Old Harvey's beard trembled violently: "Mr. Bell, you should call me brother. In terms of seniority, I am a little older than you!"

Wen Renliang interrupted him and said, "Then old Uncle Harvey, do you have anything suitable to be a suitable candidate for the bride of the two leaders of the Werther family?"

"Ah...Of course, the lady of the Salar family in Rome is not bad. Do you know Wilder Salar? She is the boss of the Salar family who is in the car business!"

Wen Renliang nodded, "Miss Salar? But how did I hear that he is a slutty woman who likes to party, don't you know Uncle Harvey, her reputation is terrible! Everyone in the city of Rome knows everyone I don’t know! It’s not a good idea for you to recommend such a woman as our bride!”

Old Harvey blew his beard and stared, "Little Lan Nuo, are you accusing the person I recommended of being suitable? Even so, the power of the Salar family in Rome cannot be underestimated. If the Werther family can marry them... ..."

"Come on, old Harvey, the Witt family is not weak enough to marry into some bloody wealthy family, so... don't worry about it!"

Bell Waite said coldly, "Besides, you gathered here today for the anniversary of your brother's death, didn't you? Don't talk about heirs and marriage, can you? I've had enough!"

After he finished speaking with a smile, he stood up from his chair, ignored the dissatisfied gazes of other members of the family, and walked out of the suffocating conference room!

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The mafia members of the family stayed in the castle for one night. There was no need for them to worry about not having enough rooms, because the number of rooms in this castle was comparable to that of a medium-sized star hotel.

When Zhan Yu first moved in, he even teased that if he lived in this house, if he was not familiar with its structure, going to the toilet would make his urine burst!

Of course, the maids didn't think so, because of the arrival of the Mafia, they were very busy tidying up the room and preparing meals that day.

The next morning, just after dawn, Wen Renliang got up early, and he went to the study to read the documents for a while, until the little guy told him to go downstairs for breakfast.

Wenrenliang, Xiaocheese and Zhanyi ate the Hong Kong style breakfast prepared by Xiaocheese, rice rolls, shrimp dumplings, and delicious porridge!

The guests eat toast, bacon, and vegetable salad prepared by the maids.

It is obvious that the host's food is much more nutritious than the guests' food.

Everyone finished their breakfast quietly and didn't speak until they got in the car.

Knowing that all the cars had stopped, more than a hundred bodyguards got out of the car and surrounded all the entrances and exits of the cemetery. After more than half an hour, Little Cheese and Wen Renliang were finally able to get out of the car.

At the entrance, Wen Renliang stopped and said politely to Pulis on his left, "Thank you." He bowed slightly, and he would like to thank the butler who had followed his father for many years for treating him over the years. Then he took the lead and took Little Cheese by the hand without looking back into the cemetery that only he could enter once.

Wen Renliang approached the destination surrounded by delicate rose gardens. In the huge place, only the white tombstones of his mother and father stood in the center, and the rest of the place was full of flowers and green grass.

It is indeed a good thing to be rich... It allows his parents to enjoy a peace that they have never enjoyed in this world.

He walked to the tombstone, stopped under the photo of the beautiful woman in high spirits, kissed her forehead and lips, and narrowed his smiling eyes, "Mom, my most beautiful queen, I'm coming to see you... "

He looked at the photo of the handsome man on the tombstone again, "Dear father, your brave son is here to see you!"

He took Little Cheese's hand, took a step forward, and placed the iris flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, "My father and mother."

"Well, hello, they are really a good match." Little Cheese carefully looked at the man and woman in the photo, then tilted his head to look at Wenren and said coldly: "Lian...it looks like your father! "

Hearing people sneered, and said: "There is no coffin of my father in this tombstone, only his belongings are buried."

"Oh," Little Cheese nodded, and glanced back at the mafia bosses and bodyguards standing in the doorway, "don't they need to come in to worship?"

"Going through the motions, we all know that the coffin of this hero of the Werther family is about to enter the ancient tomb that only the leader of the Werther family can enter. He just came to say goodbye."

Little Cheese smiled shallowly, "Then Liang wants to tell Daddy and Mommy that Little Cheese wants to marry Liang!"

"Of course, baby." Wen Renliang knelt on the ground elegantly and gentlemanly on one knee, stretched out his hand to pull the weeds around the grave, and said, "What is buried here...is only my mother's belongings. After her death...the body Disappeared."

Little Cheese frowned in confusion, "Why?"

Wen Renliang shook his head, "Maybe there is something wrong! Uh... those are all bad memories!"

Little Cheese knelt down and hugged Wen Renliang's head, he caressed Wen Renliang's handsome side face carefully, "Dad, little guy will always be with you from now on."

"Thank you." Wen Renliang raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

Zhan Yu waited impatiently in the car, passing through the dark bodyguards, smelling the fragrance of flowers blown by the wind, he walked up to Lancer, took the binoculars from him, and looked at the tombstone in the cemetery The two men in front... the silver-haired man hugged the beautiful oriental boy, there were no tears, no sadness, no fear on his face, only deep nostalgia.

It seemed that he was always missing, missing the five years he spent with his parents.

In just five short years, he became a child without parents.

…………

Wen Renliang indifferently took Little Cheese's hand through the crowd and returned to the car.

After returning home, the mafia bosses came to say goodbye to him, and after Wen Renliang sent them away politely and alienated... a man came to the castle, a handsome cousin of Wen Renliang's grandfather, only a dozen or so. great-grandfather.

He has reached his sixtieth year, and with him is his pair of beautiful and eye-catching grandson and granddaughter.

Butler Price received them warmly and politely.

When he went to the study to tell Wen Renliang the news, Wen Renliang looked at him differently and said, "I haven't seen him for a long time, probably more than 20 years."

"He is indeed himself." Pulis walked in and said, "Have you forgotten, he was the one who voluntarily withdrew from the Witte family's Mafia forces back then, and chose to go to Luxembourg to do business on his own."

"Oh," Wen Renliang thought for a while, then nodded suddenly, "Is that the great-grandfather who sent me a greeting card every year since I was born?"

"Yes." Priss said gently. "He used to have a good relationship with the old gentleman. You should see him."

Wen Renliang lowered his eyes, pondered quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Pliss...he is not my blood relative, right?"

"Technically yes, his grandfather was cousins ​​to Mr's great-great-great-grandfather, and he seems to be divorced