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    "Okay." Long Wan'er didn't look back at Zhan Jiuxiao. She knew that someone who could stay by her son's side for so many years must be very capable. Therefore, with Su Ye here, she could definitely rest assured.

    Zhan Jiuxiao summoned Su Ye and explained something to her. It was related to my mother's business, and everything couldn't be careless.

    Bei Mingye looked at Ming Ke and said, "I still have some things to deal with. If you need anything, remember to call me and don't run around."

    "Yeah." Mingke nodded and said softly: "I understand."

    The CEO of Beiming is always so busy. It is not easy to accompany her back to the Long family today. What's more, just from the eye contact between him and the prince, I knew that the two of them had important things to attend to.  Yes, so she didn¡¯t ask any more questions.

    "Don't worry, if you have something to do, go ahead and take care of girl Coco." Long Wan'er looked sideways at Bei Mingye and smiled gently.

    Bei Mingye just nodded and said nothing. After taking another deep look at Mingke, he and the prince who had finished explaining strode towards the front yard.

    Long Waner, Ming Ke, who was still sitting there, and Long Jing, who was still sitting in the wheelchair, began to talk about the things that had happened recently. As for the things that Long Waner didn't know, Ming Ke also waited.  After she calmed down, she told her little by little in her tactful way.

    Thinking that her father had been murdered by that woman, Long Wan'er couldn't control herself several times and wanted to go to her to seek justice for Long Jing, but in the end, she calmed down under Ming Ke's persuasion.

    Long Jing just listened, but he was not as excited as Long Wan'er. After he regained consciousness, he was able to slowly figure out some things.

    However, when he thought of his poor son and Qing'er the pain in his heart made his spirit, which had finally recovered, almost completely collapse again.

    It was Mingke who kept comforting them, and the two of them slowly got better.

    Su Ye was afraid of disturbing the chat between the three of them, so he retreated to a distance with his brothers and stayed quietly, leaving space for the three generations he had not seen for a long time

    When Long Chuhan came out of the room, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the coldness on his body was obviously stronger than before he entered.

    Ignoring the people in the room, he asked the servant where his name was, then walked out the door and walked outside.

    He has already made it clear to her. As for what she wants to do, it is her business. If she still persists, there is nothing he can do.

    She chose her own path, and no matter what happens in the future, she can only bear it.

    As soon as he came out of the hall, he met Bei Mingye and Zhan Jiuxiao who were coming back from the backyard. He just glanced at them lightly and ignored them.

    In two days it will be the election day for the special government chief. It is expected that they will go out today. If it weren't for the fact that there are so many things to deal with at home, he should go out to do things.

    But when he turned around and walked towards the backyard, Zhan Jiuxiao suddenly stopped, stared at his back and pursed his lips: "Before that, shouldn't you go see him first?"

    "Is it necessary?" Long Chuhan stopped and looked back at him.

    A hint of hatred flashed through the eyes of Zhan Jiuxiao and Bei Mingye at the same time, but they were covered up in the shortest possible time.

    Even though he knew that their hatred was not directed at him, Long Chuhan still felt uncomfortable. When he thought of that person, he still felt very complicated.

    "Are you really sure he did it?" He looked at Zhan Jiuxiao and asked calmly.

    "The matter of Ke Zheng's assassination has been handled by Zhan Jiuxiao. Of course, there is no obstacle to communication between the Crown Prince and President Beiming on this matter. As long as one knows, the other will know as well.

    Long Chuhan didn¡¯t ask, but it didn¡¯t mean he didn¡¯t know anything.

    His words caused Zhan Jiuxiao¡¯s big palms to tighten instantly, and his breathing became turbulent.

    After a while, he let out a breath and said coldly: "Everything is just a cover-up, including your poisoning."

    He left, and Bei Mingye, who was also cold-faced, as for Long Chuhan, perhaps life was already destined to be a tragedy, and adding a touch of bitterness seemed to make no difference.

    You¡¯ve been using him from the beginning, haven¡¯t you?  It's just that he hasn't been willing to admit it.

    A few cups of poisonous tea, as long as the person who poisoned it knows how to control the amount, as long as they have a plan, when the poison will be released, when they will be sent to the hospital, and when they will detoxify on the way to the hospital, that person can  What's the danger?

      At least, by being "poisoned" at that time, he could clear himself of many suspicions. He was also the target of some people's attention, wasn't he?  People outside must think so.

    When the time comes, if you add some so-called "evidence" to some key suspects, everything will have nothing to do with him.

    He has long said that the old guy is not as simple as he seems on the surface. The fact is that he is more powerful than he thought.

    But has he ever thought that in order to prevent himself from being related to him, he would never take the same ambulance with him to the hospital. In other words, he would not have the chance to use the antidote they had prepared

    No, how could the old man not have thought about it?  Everything was in his plan. Wasn't it just to use Long Chuhan's personal experience to give him more powerful evidence to prove that he had nothing to do with Ke Zheng's assassination?

    He had already tricked him, and his life had never been important to the old man. As long as he could be used, he could sacrifice it at any time.

    Since you¡¯ve known it for a long time, why bother worrying about it now?

    Unknowingly, he had arrived in the backyard. Looking at the three people sitting together and talking in the distance, Long Chuhan stopped in his steps, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

    After hesitating for a moment, he continued walking over there.

    Seeing him approaching, the smile on Ming Ke's face slowly disappeared. He looked at each other with Long Wan'er, then stood up and called softly: "Uncle"

    "Grandpa should be tired now. Let's send him back to rest first. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later." Long Chuhan knew what she wanted to ask. He rubbed her hair and looked at her with lowered eyes.

    Although he didn¡¯t say anything, Mingke seemed to understand something in his heart for some reason. Maybe it was because he had been with him for a long time and got to know him more and more.

    She didn¡¯t ask any more questions and just glanced at Long Wan¡¯er.

    Long Waner understood, looked sideways at Long Jing, and said softly: "Dad, you are tired too, why don't we go back and take a rest first."

    Long Jing was a little hesitant. He wanted to look up at Long Chuhan, but he lost too much courage.

    He actually really likes this eldest grandson. He is good at everything and outstanding in all aspects, but he is not his biological grandson (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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