Boss attack: unscrupulous little wife on the bar

Chapter 113 True and False, Spirit Book

"I...Qiu'er, you betrayed me!" Wang Heng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, young master!" Qiu'er's voice was filled with tears.

"You are enough!" The head of the family scolded: "I don't need her to tell me, I know everything that is actually recorded in her brain."

"Heng'er, grandpa thinks he pays attention to knowledge and education, how can you do this? Not only do you have to be reasonable, but you lie with embellishment, you have to know that you are all descendants of the Wang family! Break the bones and connect the tendons!

"Grandpa, I just can't stand him!" Wang Heng tugged at the Patriarch's sleeve, "I'm someone who will be of great use in the future, what is he? Talk about me at the gate of my house."

"You are brothers!" The Patriarch trembled angrily.

"He doesn't deserve to be my brother at all. There is him without me in this family! There is me without him!"

"You... oh!" The head of the family raised his hand angrily, but in the end he lowered it powerlessly: "Grandpa will find an excuse to send him to the Dark Forest."

"Grandpa, I knew you were the best for me!" Wang Heng immediately showed a bright smile.

"Yeah." The head of the family stroked his hair gently, "Who made you the only child of my most beloved youngest son? I don't love you, but anyone else!"

Standing on the wall, Fang Youyou was stunned, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "The little girl of the Wang family cheated on me, this spiritual book is not reliable at all, such a narrow-minded boy, coupled with the partiality of his parents regardless of right and wrong, how can it be possible in the future? Will it be of great use?"

"It makes sense."

"It's just... damn it! Where did you come from?" Looking at the white-robed man squatting in front of her, Fang Youyou staggered in fright, and almost fell into the mud.

"Who dares to eavesdrop on the old man!" The Patriarch's eyes were about to burst into flames. After all, if this matter was leaked out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

As soon as the words fell, five sharp throwing knives flew towards Fang Youyou.

"Old man, it's time for me to settle accounts with you!" The white-robed man swung his long sleeves, and all the throwing knives fell to the ground.

"You are... the owner of the Caicai Pavilion!" The Patriarch was also surprised.

"Old man Wang, your Wang family doesn't have a spiritual book that knows Pepsi at all, but you have created it out of nothing. We in the Caicai Pavilion spent countless manpower to steal it, but what we got back were three ordinary books!"

"Damn it! It turns out that being a thief can be so righteous!" Fang Youyou's mood at the moment can't be described in words. The sadness that he knew that the spirit book was fake has disappeared completely.

"Nonsense, the spiritual book of our Wang family is hidden in a secret place, and you will never find it no matter what!" The head of the Wang family did not show any weakness.

"You don't have spiritual books at all!"

"We must have a spiritual book!"

"absolutely not!"

"Must have!"

"no!"

"Have!"

"Is it interesting for you to argue like this?" Fang Youyou pressed his temple: "If there is, you can show it to us, if not, maybe the whole city will know about it tomorrow!"

"Why should I show it to you! How do I know what crooked idea you are playing!" The Patriarch looked at them vigilantly.

"He didn't have any at all. What did you show us?" The white-robed man shrugged.

"Okay! Drink tea here now! I'll show you right away!" The owner brought two cups of tea in front of them, and turned around angrily.

"The fragrance of this tea is really the best tea you can see in a hundred years!" The man in white robe shook his teacup.

(End of this chapter)