Luo Cong immediately moved to the old lady's side, and the old lady roared angrily, "Who are you talking about?"

Yan Fukang said helplessly, "Mom, I'm your real son, right?"

"Cong'er is my grandnephew." The old lady's hair was full of silver hair, but the aura exuding from her body was much stronger than that of Yan Fukang.

Yan Fukang looked at the others helplessly, snorted coldly, stood up from the chair, and strode out of the living room.Only now did he really understand that the old lady probably didn't have Yan Fu's family in her heart, and her heart was partial!All of them are on the Luo family's side.

Back then, the old lady made such a fuss that she wanted to give Yueyue a blood sacrifice, and dug out a betrayed girl beside her.He is still innocent for the old lady, and now it seems that the old lady probably also knows about it, and that girl is just a dead ghost.

His father left early, he was brought up by his mother, and Yan Fu's family had already known things in his mind, so he followed the old lady's command and did so many things that were sorry for their mother and son.Now, he is alone, his home is not like home, and he is not like a human being. He is living so miserable.Even the younger generation looked down on him, and put on small shoes for his son in front of him.

Yan Fukang reflected on his past for the first time, and filial piety might be the scariest thing.

It is rare for him to wake up now, and he doesn't want to continue to be confused.Yan Fu's family was almost destroyed in his hands. Fortunately, his son is upright, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to face the ancestors under Jiuquan.

The wind blows gently, with a faint fragrance of flowers. The exquisite pavilions and pavilions, and the exquisitely carved corridor murals are all treasures in this world.I think of the light in my uncle's eyes when I was a child.At this moment, I realized that those eyes were all greed.

Perhaps, from the moment my mother married in, everything was doomed to have what it is today.

"Master, please come over, Eldest Young Master." A boy in unremarkable clothes suddenly walked over from the path, walked up to him and whispered.

Yan Fukang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Lead the way."

"You come with me."

The boy walked out along the promenade, turned left and onto the path, entered the peach blossom grove in the other courtyard, and turned to the lake. Yan Fukang was so dizzy that the boy stopped.He pulled Yan Fukang into hiding, took out a stone from the rockery, and quietly watched to see if anyone was following him.It wasn't until it was confirmed that no one was following that I walked inside along the rockery.

It was only then that Yan Fukang discovered that the rockery was actually a secret door, and the tunnel could be found by using a special method, and then he could reach various places along the tunnel.

The boy walked with him for more than half an hour before arriving at Yanfu Yiying's yard, but instead of entering through the main entrance, he walked out of a cabinet in a guest room that had been vacant for a long time.

"The young master is inside, I will push it down first." Then, the little boy went back the same way and closed the door when he came.

Yan Fukang pushed open the door of the cabinet suspiciously, walked out, looked around the room, and suddenly heard footsteps, looked back, and froze in place.

"Here we come!" The faint greeting gave him a creepy feeling.

"You...you...who are you?" Yan Fukang's voice trembled, and he watched the figure slowly move towards the door.

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