Son of Heaven

Chapter 440 three: why not agree

The smile on Lan Yuzhong's face stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at Lan Tianfang, with tears streaming from his eyes.

"Yuzhong, Yuzhong..." Lan Tianfang threw his gun, hugged Lan Yuzhong, and shouted hoarsely.As the saying goes, it is better to be born than to be raised. This is the adopted son he has raised for many years. Regardless of whether it is intentional or negligent, when Lan Yuzhong is about to die at his hands, the grief is indescribable.Especially, he had just experienced a family civil strife, and this kind of grief made him feel heart-piercing and heart-wrenching.

"Father, I don't blame you, this is my own choice, I don't blame you, I just hope that you can let her go, she..." Blood was dripping from the corners of Lan Yuzhong's mouth, looking at the blue sky, his pupils gradually dilated, Slowly fell down, and finally died.However, when he died, there was a smile on his face. Probably, for him, this might not be a relief.Otherwise, even if today's plot is successful, in the days to come, he will surely live in a bloody nightmare every night, and life would be worse than death.After all, a person who personally killed his own father, no matter how hard-hearted he is, will never walk out of that terrible shadow.

"When a person is about to die, his words are kind. In fact, this is a kind of relief for him. Patriarch Lan, please mourn!" Liang Chen sighed deeply, patted Lan Tianfang on the back and said. [

"Yuzhong, Yuzhong..." Lan Tianfang half knelt on the ground, hugging his adopted son, weeping.Widowed in the middle age, bereaved in old age, white-haired people give away black-haired people, and they "send" away in person in this human relations tragedy. This may not be the greatest pain and sorrow in the world.

Liang Chen sighed, and walked out of here slowly. If possible, he really didn't want to stay here any longer, even for a second.The grievances and grievances of the rich and bloody fights, all of these, even if he was always on the sidelines, were a bit shocking and indescribably tiring.And all of this, why?Just for wealth?For power?It seems to be yes, and it seems not to be, he can't tell.

He didn't go back to the red building, but directly walked out of the red building, walked back to his hotel, packed his luggage briefly, and prepared to leave overnight.

Things here have come to an end, and now he just wants to go back and have a good rest, without it, he is tired.

However, just as he was packing his luggage, there was a knock on the door, making Liang Chen frowned.He walked over and opened the door, only to see Zhou Jiaxin, the housekeeper who wanted to kill him that he had met at Xingkai Dihao, standing at the door.

"Hi, uncle." Zhou Jiaxin bowed slightly to show his respect.

"Butler Zhou? Visiting late at night, what advice do you have?" Liang Chen's heart sank, knowing that he might not be able to leave for the time being.

"I don't dare to advise. It's just that the Patriarch ordered me to wait by your side. If you need anything, just ask me, and I will meet your needs." Zhou Jiaxin said politely, but the meaning in the words was self-evident Yu, the so-called personal service is definitely not that simple anymore.

"Well, that's fine, prepare a car for me, and help me buy a plane ticket from Taiqing to Jiangcheng recently. I'm sorry." Liang Chen looked at him with a sneer and said.