Chapter 237

Murong's house is not in the village.

The man stood erect beside his grandfather.

"Tell me," Murong Ting lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "What's going on?"

"I can't tell."

As if expecting this answer, the old man was not angry, but asked more patiently: "I can't even tell grandpa?"

Noticing his vigilant eyes, Murong Ting glanced around and said calmly: "You all go down."

"Yes, sir."

All the people retreated.

There are only two people left in the room, one sitting and one standing.

Clenching his fists tightly, after hesitating for a while, Murong Chenghan said angrily: "I don't know who in our family can't understand Lingling and wants to harm her."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Someone must know the relationship between Lingling and me, and don't want her to be with me, that's why they played such insidious tricks!"

The voice was faintly angry, although it was deliberately suppressed, it was still difficult to conceal the sharpness and annoyance in the tone.

"Speak clearly."

Murong Chenghan said in a deep voice, "Grandpa still doesn't understand? I let those gossip go viral to protect Lingling."

"You mean," Murong Ting frowned, "Someone in our family maliciously harmed Hanhan your date? You deliberately didn't suppress the scandal in order to confuse him?"

"Yes!" The man replied affirmatively.

"How is it possible? Now that all the power of the Murong family is in your hands, who would dare to do this?"

Although the Murong family is a huge family, if they want to gather the whole family together, the entire stadium might not be able to accommodate them.

But from ancient times to the present, the upper and lower levels are very clear.

The line in power is the master, just like the ancient emperors, other people are not equal even if they are relatives.

No matter what the purpose is, if he meets the girl Han Han cares about, he will be the woman who has attracted Young Master Di.

According to family rules, this punishment is no joke.

The more Murong Ting thought about it, the more he felt it was impossible, he shook his head, "I really can't think of anyone who would do this."

"I saw the totem tattoo of the Murong family."

Pursing his thin lips, the man took a deep breath before continuing to explain, "The person who intends to harm Lingling has a tattoo unique to our Murong family on his arm, so he must be from our family."

"You mean 'Garuda'?"

"Ah."

For a while, the atmosphere was serious.

Murong Ting asked Murong Chenghan to describe the other party.

"They're all prisoners on the run. It's a strange thing. I've had people check for a long time over the past month, but I haven't found out that anyone in our family is using these people to do things."

The old man squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "Then maybe he is not from our family."

"But Grandpa," Murong Chenghan was puzzled, "Tattoos can't lie."

"Hanhan, don't forget that the Baijiabao and our Murong family were originally from the same family, they..."

Before the old man finished speaking, the man standing beside him shrank his eyes suddenly, "That's right! Baijiabao!"

Those people are indeed more like killers trained by Baijiabao.

But why?Murong Chenghan still couldn't figure it out.

Since the Bai family was taken over by Bai Mojiu's father and recognized their ancestors as their ancestors, they would return to the country every year to offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

These years, the relationship between their Bai family and Murong's family has always been very harmonious. What reason do they have to do this?
"Maybe," Murong Ting leaned on the back of the chair and guessed, "The Bai family is not targeting your girlfriend, but Lingling herself."

 Wow, if you don't give me a recommendation ticket...why should I continue to write?I don't want to be poked by editors.

  


(End of this chapter)

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