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He said with concern, "It's just that they died too early." He shrugged, "You have to be a good father too!"

"Yes, sir, I'm trying to do that."

The bodyguard replied firmly.

"Then, how about I consider giving you a special raise? You can save that money as a fund for raising children!" Wen Renliang suggested with a chuckle.

"Thank you, sir, I am very grateful."

Little Cheese turned her head to the side, held Wen Renliang's cheek and kissed it, "The flowers over there are blooming, shall we go and have a look?"

"Okay, baby." Wen Renliang got up holding Little Cheese, and the bodyguard dutifully followed.

The weather is getting hotter again, and Wen Renliang sits topless on the ground in the garden and piles the castle with little cheese.

Today, his grandfather's illness improved somewhat, which made Wen Renliang very happy, so he indulged himself to mess around with Little Cheese once.

Little Cheese watched the sunset, and it was getting darker, he suggested carefully: "Liang, you should put on a shirt."

"It's not cold, don't bother..." Wen Renliang used mud to make a model of the castle, "Baby, is it beautiful?"

"Ah."

"Give it to you."

"Thank you."

Little Cheese went to wash his hands anyway, put on his shirt for Wen Renliang, Wen Renliang rubbed his muddy hands on the ground, wrapped his clean arms around Little Cheese and said, "Little guy... Grandfather going away from us."

"Eh...why? Isn't the old man's condition getting better?" Little Cheese was puzzled, the doctor said it all today.

Wen Renliang shook his head, said with a wry smile: "Baby, do you know how to return to the light?"

Little Cheese nodded, "Understood."

"Grandfather is in that situation now..." Lilia's painful screams resounded throughout the castle before she finished speaking, "Sir, old sir, he... he, passed away."

Wen Renliang ignored the mud on his hands, picked up the little guy and ran into the fortified castle.

The dying old man had already closed his kind eyes forever on the big bed in the bedroom.

The big boss of Werther's family died, which was a very sensational event among the mafia.

You must know that the old man of the Werther family left the right of inheritance to the child whose blood was not pure and still had oriental blood. When the old man's son married that beautiful foreign oriental woman, those in the family had the concept of racial discrimination The BOSS were seriously dissatisfied and protested once.

Now they don't want to see everything that belongs to the Italians being taken over by that hateful mixed-race heir, so... Lano Witt still needs to make a little effort if he wants to monopolize the power of the boss of Witte's family!

Black clothes, black pants, black smoky crystals, black coffin jars, priests in black priest robes, Bibles, and crosses.

Wen Renliang's hair returned to its original silver-white color overnight, and the dazzling silver hair shone dazzlingly in the cemetery of Sen Leng.

Her beautiful purple pupils were covered by sunglasses, Lilia's eyes were swollen from crying, her heart was broken from grief, she leaned in the arms of her husband Pulis, weeping sadly.

Little Cheese sniffled his nose lightly, tears rolled down from his eyes, he grasped Wen Renliang's generous palm tightly.

From beginning to end, Wen Renliang didn't shed a single tear.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable processes. He has already understood all of this, so he will not shed tears.

What people are most afraid of is not possession, but loss after possession, which is the saddest thing.

He was already prepared to be sad, so he turned his tears into motivation to continue living a strong life.

After Little Cheese came here, he really understood how fragile human beings in the mortal world are. After a few decades, they will die and be buried in the soil forever, never to be resurrected.

He was picked up by Wen Renliang and sat in the extended luxury car. In the car, Puliss handed over a letter from a lawyer, which reminded him that he could go back to attend the shareholder meeting of the Witt Group properly, and he could also call some members of the family. Come to a family-style gathering of mutual love.

Wen Renliang just took off his sunglasses, took a quick glance at the letter, and asked Priss, "What do you think?"

"I think you should attend, after all, this is also your future group." Sitting in the passenger seat, Priss made a very sincere suggestion, "Of course, there are also family gatherings, if possible, sir You can use the name of the old man's death to win over the scattered forces in the family."

"Then, please prepare for me, Pulis." Wen Renliang rubbed the head of the little guy who was quietly accompanying him, "I always have to face it, and I have to take control of my Most of the powerful little uncles of the Werther family, please come back, I think you can do it, Mr. Prince?"

Pulis smiled slightly: "Thank you for your appreciation, sir. I will do my best. I heard that Mr. Bell Witt has been doing some diamond business in South Africa recently. His contacts are very extensive, and he also has some contacts with those terrorists. He But an out-and-out greedy wolf that only bites!"

Wen Renliang laughed: "Dear housekeeper, your eloquence is really good now, and you use adjectives very well."

"Thank you, it's all thanks to my dear wife's good teaching!" Pulis said neither humble nor overbearing.

Little Cheese blinked her big eyes, touched Wen Renliang's silver hair, "It's pretty." It was like a character in a comic.

Wen Renliang raised his eyebrows, "Is there a big difference from before?"

"Hmm...more handsome than before!" Little Cheese hugged him intimately, "Silver is the color of loneliness, cool!"

"I have my little baby by my side. Lanovetter is not alone, is he baby?" He put his face to the soft little hand of Little Cheese, feeling the special warmth that belonged to the little baby.

Superstar's Little Chef Volume II: Little Chef 108 Beautiful Little Uncle

Little Cheese took the scissors and led the shaved chow chow panda to the second floor of the castle. Lilia's exaggerated screams resounded throughout the castle: "My God, this is so ugly!"

Little Cheese smiled sweetly at her, stood on the steps on the second floor and touched the little hair on the chow chow panda's head, "It's very beautiful, the panda likes it very much!"

Pulis stood downstairs and looked up nervously.

Little Cheese was in a good mood and led the Chow Chow Panda to the study room. Wen Renliang was looking at some documents seriously, and kept writing and drawing on the neat paper with the pen in his hand.

Little Cheese stood at the door and watched quietly for a while, then whispered softly: "Liang..."

"Well, baby." Wen Renliang didn't lift his head, and waved to him: "Baby, play by yourself for a while!"

Little Cheese pursed her mouth, and called again: "Liang..." He had already walked to Wen Renliang's side, and his thin body kept squeezing into Wen Renliang's arms.

Wen Renliang patted his little head, "Don't make trouble baby."

Little Cheese complained angrily: "I've been busy for several months, I want to accompany the little guy."

Wen Renliang raised his eyes to look at him gently, the excessively long silver hair fell down from his forehead, almost covering his beautiful purple right eye.

Little Cheese grabbed the scissors and called the Chow Chow Panda: "Look, the little guy did it, and the cut is pretty good."

The naked Chow Chow Panda looked at Wen Renliang aggrievedly, and reluctantly lay down on the floor, groaning a few times and laying down quietly.

Wen Renliang lowered his head to work again and ignored the little guy in his arms. Little Cheese held the scissors sullenly, jumped out of Wen Renliang's arms and said, "Liang's hair has grown too, and the little guy cut it for you."

"Yeah." Wen Renliang responded lightly, lowered his head and continued to work on himself.

The little guy held the scissors and touched Wen Renliang's half-long silver hair, and waved the scissors to help him cut them.

By the time Wen Renliang finished his work and cared about his hairstyle, the little guy was already rolling on the carpet with his hands on his stomach and chow chow panda laughing.

Wen Renliang stroked his hair and hurried to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror with a haircut that was uglier than a beast gnawed on him. He frowned helplessly and sighed. He grabbed the laughing little guy on the ground: " Baby on purpose? Huh?"

Little Cheese shook her head with a serious face, "No, the little guy wants to cut it for Liang, but...uhaha...not good at technique!"

Wen Renliang carried the little guy on his shoulders with all his strength, and shook his head gracefully, "Hmm~ Now let's go to that almighty good housekeeper Pulis to make up for it."

Little Cheese hugged Wen Renliang's neck, shaking his little head on his shoulder: "Okay."

Saved by the super scissorhands Pulis, Wen Renliang's hairstyle finally returned to normal. The little guy grabbed his dazzling silver hair, kissed it twice with his small mouth, "Well, it looks better like this."

Early the next morning, Wen Renliang took Puliss and a group of personal bodyguards to the Werther Company in the urban area. The little guy had breakfast and played downstairs with his drawing board for a while. At noon When he picked up the phone and wanted to make a call to Wen Renliang, but there was no one answering Wen Renliang's call, the little guy thought for a while depressed, and then ruthlessly broke the vase beside him.

Lilia screamed and ran over, "What's the matter with the little guy? Is Mr. angry? You have to understand him, he's busy with Werther's company right now!"

Little Cheese lowered his head and blinked his eyes, and there was a sound of roaring cars outside.

The bodyguard Tom stood at the door and reported: "Sir, Mr. Bell Waite is back!"

Little Cheese nodded, and casually glanced out the French window, "Oh." He picked up the fragments of the vase and played with it