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Wen Luo opened his mouth, looked at Sheng He's puzzled expression, and lowered his head for a while: "It's a pity that he died young, I heard that he was killed by a traitor..."

Sheng He didn't seem to be very interested, so he nodded lightly, but changed the subject: "If you are interested in that daughter of the Duan family, please settle it as soon as possible."

Wen Luo asked in surprise, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

"We're going back to City A in a while." Sheng He's brows were a little heavy.

Wen Luo suddenly stood up straight, his two big black eyes burning with unbelievable anger: "Didn't you say that I can continue to stay here to study? Why do you want to go back to City A!"

Sheng He endured his temper, and his sharp eyebrows twitched into a ball, "I promised you that you can continue to study, but we have to go back to City A, because our foundation is in City A, and there is something wrong with City A, we must Go back as soon as possible."

Wen Luo almost wrote "I'm very angry" on his face. "I won't go back, I grew up in Liancheng, I won't leave, not to mention I have applied for a place for international students, I will go abroad soon, I won't..."

"I have already turned down that quota for you as a parent." Sheng He stared at Wen Luo and said seriously: "I finally found you back, and I will never allow you to leave. For your sake, the Sheng family needs an heir, and you should grow up too, so think about it yourself."

Wen Luo felt that his brain was buzzing, and his anger seemed to be burning with a flame, burning more and more intensely.

How could he easily make such a decision for him, how could he waste the quota he fought so hard for... He clearly knew that it was his dream, how could he just destroy it like this...

"Why do you! Why do you help me decide! As a parent...you are too ridiculous, as a parent, why didn't you help me attend any parent meeting since I was a child? Now you have to think about me So, why did you go so early? I think you only brought me back because you lacked an heir, right?"

The loud voice of "La __" interrupted the quarrel between the two.

Before Sheng He could take back his raised hand, he looked at Wen Luo seriously and coldly, "The Sheng family doesn't need a vexatious heir, you should think about changing your temper."

After finishing speaking, Sheng He gave Wen Luo a heartless look, then turned and left.

At the door, several servants and the housekeeper looked at each other in blank dismay. They were attracted by the quarrel, but it was really not easy for them to intervene in the quarrel of the master.

When Sheng He walked to the door, he said to the housekeeper: "Let him stay in the room for a few days, and think about it for yourself."

Wen Luo held his aching cheek, feeling aggrieved. He knew that Sheng He was imprisoning him in a disguised form. I'm afraid it will not be easy for him to go out in the future. Anyway, he can't change the result by venting himself randomly, so he might as well look for opportunities to save the matter in the future, he really can't control his temper too much.

Counting it, today is already a day, and Sheng He's life safety has been threatened. He doesn't want to see Lian Xiao and Sheng He killing each other, so he can only try to find evidence to prove Sheng He's innocence.

But if this delay continues, his time is running out.

Wen Luo looked at the closed door, turned around and took out a small calling card from his book and inserted it into his mobile phone. Sheng He took away his mobile phone number from the very beginning when he came here. have plans.

Sneakily sent a text message to Duan Miyun, basically asking him to find a reason to lure Sheng He out.

Duan Miyun really lived up to expectations. In the afternoon, Shenghe answered a phone call and went out. Wen Luo kept lying on the side of the door listening to the person going out, and waited for a few minutes to make sure there was no movement before she straightened her clothes and opened the door. Looking at the two bodyguards guarding the door, they coughed lightly: "I'm going to the toilet."

The two bodyguards looked at each other, "But young master, there is a toilet in your room."

"Idiot!" Wen Luo raised his head and frowned, "I want to have diarrhea! Do you want to smoke me to death if you have diarrhea in the room?"

The bodyguard was stunned, and wanted to say that the toilet is obviously a cubicle, and there are special incense products in it, so how could there be any rumors, but the two of them didn't say anything, because they saw Wen Luo This is purely vexatious.

Wen Luo puffed his cheeks and pretended to be ferocious: "Hurry up and take me to the bathroom on the first floor!"

"Yes..." The two bodyguards were helpless, this young master is really... a good luxurious independent bathroom, he has to go to the public bathroom, what's wrong... But they didn't care too much. After all, Sheng He just said that he should stay here and not go out. He said it was under house arrest, but it was impossible for his son not to let him out, right?

Wen Luo swaggered into the bathroom, then asked the two of them to wait outside the bathroom, pinched his throat and raised his voice, saying: "I'm constipated! Let me pull it out, don't call me! If I can't pull it out, I will Push your heads down the toilet!"

The bodyguard twitched the corners of his mouth and stood straight at the door.

Wen Luo closed the door with satisfaction, and then found the innermost window and opened it. He remembered that the kitchen is next to the toilet. As long as he climbs over the fence, he can go to the third floor along the kitchen .

"Fortunately, I cleverly brought a rope..."

Wen Luo tied the rope he took out of his clothes to the edge of the window, climbed out along the window, and stepped on the window sill to open the next window. The ground three meters below her feet almost didn't take her mind off it, and after all, she didn't dare to look down at the ground with her soft calves.

After some tossing, it was finally safe and sound, but fortunately it turned into the kitchen safely.

He didn't know that Shenghe's study was on the third floor until he asked Aunt Zhang yesterday, and he was particularly disgusted with others entering his study. Usually, the housekeeper took care of it himself, so Wen Luo decided to start from here.

After avoiding a few servants on the way, Wen Luo climbed the stairs to the third floor and quietly entered the study.

Sheng He's study room looks very tidy, even simple, except for a computer desk in the center and a bookshelf next to it, there are almost nothing else, but the solid wood bookshelf is very large. Most of them are classical books, and even some antiques and jade occupy half of the space, which shows how much he loves to collect antiques.

Wen Luo looked around, and just as he walked to Sheng He's desk, he saw his slightly shiny computer.

"Huh? The computer is not turned off?" Wen Luo was surprised, and paused when his finger just touched the mouse button. He didn't know whether it was right to do so, but if there was nothing in Shenghe's computer, could it be proved? His innocence?

He froze in place for a long time, struggled for a while and said to himself: "Ah, no, no, I still can't move..."

Wen Luo shook his head, turned around and looked at other places. After all, things that happened more than ten years ago might be stored in the computer. Wen Luo used this to convince himself, touched his chin and flipped through the drawers, and then his eyes stayed on the bookshelf on the top box.

It was a slightly old box, and it didn't look like much, but it was placed in the very center, very conspicuously placed, Wen Luo somehow wanted to reach out to get it, but... ...At this moment, a sound came from the computer, which made Wen Luo withdraw his hand instantly in fright, and looked at the door with a guilty conscience, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

When he came back to his senses, a window popped up automatically on the computer, and Wen Luo couldn't move his eyes when he saw it.

It's just because the word "Lian Xiao" on the screen is particularly dazzling.

The letter is from... Zhang Da.

Wen Luo was no stranger to this name, he had heard from them that he was Sheng He's number one bodyguard.It was he who saved himself and took him back to Sheng's family, he is Sheng He's right-hand man.

And on the large screen at the moment is the chat history between him and Sheng He, which seems to be the reason for the synchronization of the mobile phone and computer, Wen Luo can clearly see the chat history of the two of them.And the bottom two pieces of information are quite meaningful...

Zhang Da: Boss, Lian Xiao seems to have discovered our plan.

Sheng He replied briefly: speed up the progress.

Wen Luo secretly felt something was wrong, what were they doing?Why do you mention Lianxiao?Wen Luo couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked through the previous chat records, and found something tricky after looking at it.

Because Sheng He actually planned to attack Lian's, and Zhang Da had already found out the shady background behind the rapid growth of the Lian's Group over the years, they planned to deal with Lian Xiao.

The more Wen Luo looked forward, the more frightened he felt. Zhang Da mentioned in it that the confidential documents of Lianxiao Company had been stolen by him, and they had been stored in a USB flash drive and handed over to Shenghe.They plan to force them to sell 50.00% of the shares at the auction next week, making the Lian family their own, and the little evidence in their hands is enough to destroy the Lian family, so it is impossible for the Lian family will refuse.

Why did Shenghe deal with Lianxiao?According to what he said, he and the Lian family should have no intersection. Is it because he found out that the person who bribed the killer to kill him last time was Lian Xiao?

For a moment, Wen Luo had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't allow him to think about anything else. The sound of the horn downstairs made him withdraw his thoughts instantly.

The door can be seen directly from the window of this study, Wen Luo felt even more flustered when he floated to the familiar Porsche.

Shenghe is back.

Wen Luo gritted his teeth, quickly closed the pop-up window, and then flipped through the cabinet in a hurry. As expected, he found the USB flash drive in a small red box. It must be the one Zhang Da mentioned, Wen Luo Before I had time to think about it, I grabbed the USB flash drive and put the box back in the distance, then slipped down again.