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Chapter 239 Finale (5)

Ouyang Yuanhao got into the carriage and stood in front of the door before slowly turning around to look at the person who came by: "Jiang Shilang, are you all right?"

Before returning to Beijing, Ouyang Yuanhao made a detailed investigation of some key figures, especially Jiang Junyao. It was only through the investigation that he learned that Jiang Junyao's hard work and Jiang Zhongcheng's connections allowed him to, in just five years, From a small sage, he climbed to the position of Minister of Rites.

"How is she doing?" Jiang Junyao didn't answer Ouyang Yuanhao's question, but directly asked what was in his heart.

Ouyang Yuanhao answered irrelevantly: "Ten years ago, the letter from the island owner to Jiang Shilang was written by Teng, and the real copy is here with the island owner. If Jiang Shilang doesn't mind letting other people see it, the island owner is willing to donate it to him." Everyone."

Jiang Junyao made a bad face on the spot, but he had nothing to do with Ouyang Yuanhao. He could give his life for the people he cared about, but he couldn't joke about the lives of his parents.

Ignoring the black-faced Jiang Junyao, Ouyang Yuanhao turned and got into the carriage.

Watching Ouyang Yuanhao's carriage drift away leisurely in front of him, Jiang Junyao's hands in his wide sleeves clenched into fists.

This hateful man, who he once regarded as the master of the true god, robbed his wife and threatened him with the lives of his parents, leaving him nowhere to take revenge. Is he destined to die of depression in his life?
When he returned to the servant's mansion, Mao Shiyan was already waiting for him with a pair of children. Looking at his own pair of children standing on both sides of Mao Shiyan, what Jiang Junyao thought was that if his child's mother was Li Wanqing, his life would be complete.

The regret in Jiang Junyao's eyes did not escape Mao Shiyan's eyes. Looking at the man in front of her who she loved with all her heart, he had only entered her room once after ten years of marriage, and that only time was when she was drunk with him. Helping him in under the circumstances may also be the sincerity of God's pity for her, allowing her to conceive a daughter.

The 13-year-old Jiang Zongwei also saw the regret in his father's eyes. As long as he can remember, his mother often shed tears on his face. It was not until he had a younger sister that he saw a sincere smile on his mother's face.

He also once asked his mother if his father didn't like him, that's why he ignored him?But every time my mother always smiled and said to him that my father likes him very much, but now my father has something on his mind, and he will come to see him when he has his mind.

"Master, you are back." Mao Shiyan said with a smile, resisting the discomfort in her heart.

"Well, let's go in." Jiang Junyao nodded indifferently.

With just this sentence, there was no more to say, and Jiang Junyao walked directly past their mother and son to the study.

"Wei'er, take your younger sister to play in the garden first, and mother to visit your father." When Jiang Junyao walked away, Mao Shiyan knelt down and said softly to her son Jiang Zongwei.

"Okay, mother, you can go, I will take good care of my sister." Jiang Zongwei nodded sensiblely.

Mao Shiyan was very relieved that her son was so sensible, God finally didn't treat her badly, although her husband's heart was occupied by a dead woman, but luckily Jiang Junyao didn't take concubines.

When Mao Shiyan was gone, Jiang Zongwei dragged his eight-year-old sister to the study.

"Brother, don't you want to take me to the garden to play?" eight-year-old Jiang Qing'er asked puzzled.

"Shh - didn't you see that Dad is very unhappy today? Don't you want to know the reason?" Jiang Zongwei made a silent movement and said in a low voice.

"Think." Jiang Qing'er nodded her head heavily.

"Then don't make a sound, or if your mother finds out, you won't know the reason." Jiang Zongwei told Jiang Qing'er again in a low voice.

"Well, Qing'er won't say anything." Jiang Qing'er said silently to Jiang Zongwei.

Only then did Jiang Zongwei take Jiang Qing'er to follow behind Mao Shiyan in satisfaction, and after seeing Mao Shiyan entered the study, the siblings hid in the window to eavesdrop.

"Master, what's the matter with you today?" Although Jiang Junyao didn't fall in love with Mao Shiyan, he didn't completely reject him. Mao Shiyan could enter his study if he had something to do.

"It's nothing." Jiang Junyao's eyes flickered, but in the end he didn't say that Li Wanqing was not dead.

Having been husband and wife with Jiang Junyao for more than ten years, Mao Shiyan also knew what Jiang Junyao didn't want to say, and it was useless for others to ask, so she didn't ask any more, but went out of the study and called Jiang Shui aside for questioning.

Not long after, Jiang Shui quickly went to guard the door of the study, while Mao Shiyan left in a daze.

In the corner not far from the two of them talking, after both of them left, Jiang Zongwei took his younger sister Jiang Qinger away, and after coaxing the younger sister away, Jiang Zongwei knocked down everything that could be hit in the room.

The immature face was full of hatred: Li Wanqing, I, Jiang Zongwei, must find you, and let you experience the suffering my mother has suffered all these years.

Jiang Junyao and his wife, who were each sad, did not know that their son had strayed into the abyss of hatred.

Inside the embassy, ​​Ouyang Yuanhao sat lazily on the couch, staring out the window with his eyes absorbed, as if he was thinking about something interesting, and chuckled from time to time.

"Island Master, the items for worship are ready." Wang An walked in and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go, I haven't paid homage to my father for ten years." Ouyang Yuanhao stood up and straightened his appearance, then walked out.

Not long after Ouyang Yuanhao's carriage left, a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the gate of the embassy.

"Ma'am, please slow down." A 40-year-old nun helped a woman with gold hair pins on her head to get off the carriage.

When the woman stood still, from the woman's facial features, she could vaguely see the appearance of Zhu Zhu when she was young.

"Does my cousin really live here?" The person who came here was Zhu Zhu who was married and married. It was just because of her infatuation with Ouyang Yuanhao back then. After learning that Ouyang Yuanhao was killed, she once wanted to die. If the Zhu couple hadn't forced each other to die, she would have followed Ouyang Yuanhao back then, and now she is very grateful to her parents for stopping them, otherwise she would really be separated from her cousin.

In order to make Zhu Zhu forget Ouyang Yuanhao as soon as possible, the Zhu family found a man who was not as rich as the Zhu family, but who was also more handsome.

"Yes ma'am." Mammy replied respectfully.

"Go and tell the gatekeeper." After ten years of married life, Zhu Zhu's mentality has also changed a lot, and she has lost the ignorance of the past, but her temper is still unruly, otherwise she would not be alone at this time Come and meet Ouyang Yuanhao.

"Yes, ma'am." The nanny went up to negotiate with the guard guarding the gate after a blow, and came back shortly afterwards: "Madam, the gate guard said that the owner of Xinyue Island just went out not long ago, and I don't know when he will come back." .”

Hearing that Ouyang Yuanhao had gone out, Zhu Zhu smiled wryly. It seemed that she and her cousin really had no destiny, but she was not reconciled to letting her leave like this: "Wait."

"Yes, ma'am." The master said to wait, and she, a slave, could only wait with her. After helping Zhu Zhu into the carriage, the mother asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the opposite side of the embassy and wait.

　Axia is very entangled in the final ending, so the last chapter will be updated at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, sorry everyone ▽●
　　
　
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