Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Zhan Mochen and An Yan were nervous all the way until they saw with their own eyes that Old Man Zhan was sitting in the study in good health, and then they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa, you suddenly called us back..."

Before Zhan Mochen finished speaking, the old butler walked in from outside: "Master, the plane is ready."

Zhan Mochen frowned in surprise: "Plane? Grandpa, where are you going?"

"It's not that I'm going anywhere, it's that I'm sending someone away."

Mr. Zhan waved his hand slightly, and the old butler retreated tactfully, and the door of the study was closed tightly.

An Yan understood that Mr. Zhan had something to say.

She and Zhan Mochen both calmed down and sat down opposite Old Man Zhan.

Mr. Zhan knew that what he was about to say would inevitably provoke fierce opposition from the two.

But if we don't tell them, when they find out later, the family may become alienated.

After a moment's silence, Mr. Zhan finally spoke with difficulty.

"I plan to release Gu Jingdong, send him to a private plane, and then leave him to fend for himself."

Even though they were mentally prepared, hearing these words suddenly uttered by Old Man Zhan was like a bolt of thunder, leaving Zhan Mochen and An Yan's brains blank.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Zhan Mochen looked at Grandpa Zhan in disbelief, and for a moment he even felt a sense of absurdity as if his grandfather had been switched.

If we were to say who hates Gu Jingdong the most in this world, it would be none other than Old Man Zhan.

And now, the old man wants to let Gu Jingdong go?
An Yan also found it incredible.

But out of respect for Mr. Zhan, she did not suspect that Mr. Zhan had been switched. She suspected that Mr. Zhan did not explain clearly.

An Yan tried to make amends: "Grandpa, you mean that you have tortured Gu Jingdong enough and want to send him off, right?"

“No.” Old Master Zhan shook his head, his eyes were vicissitudes, and his attitude was firm: “I feel that I have been too murderous in my life. Now that I don’t have much time left in my life, I must also accumulate virtue and do good deeds to accumulate some blessings for you and the children.”

An Yan: “…”

The old man's words were like a lion who had been king all his life suddenly saying he wanted to be a vegetarian in his later years. It was so incongruous and weird.

Zhan Mochen had recovered from his shock and didn't believe a word of Mr. Zhan's nonsense.

All the successive heads of the Zhan family were men of strong will and ruthless methods. How could they let their enemy go so easily when they were about to kill him?
He didn't believe that Mr. Zhan wanted to release Gu Jingdong willingly.

Zhan Mochen took a deep breath, rubbed his brows, and said solemnly: "Grandpa, tell me the truth, do you have any difficulties?"

"No, I don't have any difficulties."

Mr. Zhan answered with absolute certainty and gave a reason that no one could verify.

"I just dreamed about your father last night. He told me to do good deeds and not to kill anyone again. After waking up, I thought about it for a long time. It's true. A man like Gu Jingdong is not worthy of me killing him personally. Letting him die in my hands will only tarnish the reputation of our Zhan family."

Old Master Zhan spoke in a tired tone, his lowered eyes fixed on the golden toad in the sea of ​​tea next to him. He paused for a moment, then deliberately explained a few more words.

"Besides, Gu Jingdong's limbs are now disabled, he walks with a limp, and one of his eyes is blind. He won't live for many days. His minions have also been wiped out. Even if we let him go, he will live a life worse than death and won't be able to cause any trouble."

"I want to give him the hope of freedom, but I want to prevent him from having a chance to start over. I want him to torture himself to death in despair. Compared to killing him, destroying his heart will make him suffer more..."

Mr. Zhan thought that his words were flawless.

But he forgot that the two of them had depended on each other for thirty years. How could his grandson not understand him?

Zhan Mochen's eyes fell on the slightly trembling fingers of Mr. Zhan without leaving a trace. His heart full of doubts and confusion instantly turned into sympathy and sadness.

Grandpa must have encountered something serious, which forced him to let Gu Jingdong go, but he was unable to explain the real reason to him.

Otherwise, how could he have lost his former dignity and composure and become so confused and helpless?

Zhan Mochen concealed the heartache in his eyes, and when An Yan wanted to persuade him, he quietly held her hand and stroked her palm.

An Yan turned her head, a hint of surprise reflected in her clear pupils.

Does he mean that he agrees with grandpa's approach?

Zhan Mochen shook his head at her imperceptibly, then took her hand and stood up.

"Grandpa, you never spend so much time talking to me about anything. Now it seems that you have made up your mind. I'm sure you won't listen to anything I say."

Zhan Mochen looked unhappy, his thin lips were stretched straight, and his words were full of anger.

"If you insist on doing this, I have nothing to say. But there is only one thing, don't let the Bai family know that you let him go, otherwise, Xiaoyan and I will be in trouble."

Mr. Zhan nodded: "Of course."

"Then we'll leave first." Zhan Mochen stood up expressionlessly, looked at Old Man Zhan deeply, and left with An Yan.

Watching the two figures gradually disappear outside the door, Old Man Zhan let out a long sigh. He could no longer hold up his upright posture, and he slumped down and fell into the rosewood armchair.

When the old butler walked in quietly, he saw the master, who had been tough all his life, standing there with a dejected and guilty look on his face, as if all the energy had been drained out of him.

When the old butler went to prepare the plane, Mr. Zhan had already told him the purpose of this private plane.

He was in a very complicated mood now. He carefully observed Mr. Zhan's expression, but still couldn't help but speak.

"Master, the young master and the young mistress seem very unhappy. Why don't you tell them the truth..."

Just these words brought Mr. Zhan, who was in a daze, back to his senses: "No!"

"Why do you..."

"We must not let them know the truth."

The eyes of Mr. Zhan, which had just been a little distracted, suddenly became as sharp as a hawk, staring at the old butler firmly: "Remember, don't talk nonsense, otherwise... I will only ask you!"

"...Yes." After receiving the warning from Mr. Zhan, the old butler had no choice but to completely kill the thought of telling tales.

But he still plucked up the courage to express his opinion.

"Master, if you ask me, there is nothing wrong with the young master's identity, so why bother hiding this matter? What if the young master develops a grudge against you because of Gu Jingdong's matter, wouldn't it be more harm than good?"

"Why would you argue about gains and losses with your own grandson?" Old Master Zhan waved his hand: "I don't care."

"For so many years, he has been supporting the Zhan family alone. It's already difficult. I would rather he blame me than let him know that his life experience is so complicated. I don't want him to know that the father he has admired for many years is fake. Otherwise, how will he cope with it?"

How to deal with yourself...

Yes, the current situation of the Zhan family is already complicated enough.

The fact that everything can return to normal in secret is already a special blessing from God, so why should the young master suffer more troubles?

If the news leaks out, the outside world will have no idea how to speculate about the young master's background.

The old butler sighed secretly and could no longer say anything questioning. (End of this chapter)