Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 289 Hesitated for a few seconds

"So that's the case." Du Yunyan said, "I see, I will find her as soon as possible."

"Yes." Yi Zhentian waved his hand, "Go."

Du Yunyan backed out and gently closed the study door.

As soon as the door was closed, the expression on his face immediately became cold and ruthless.

Looking for a son?

Then you have to ask him if he agrees with it!

Du Yunyan narrowed his eyes, and there was a fierceness in his dark eyes.

Of course he agrees with Yi Zhentian looking for his son, and will help Yi Zhentian find his son, but——

The way of recognition will be determined by him.

Du Yunyan looked at the closed study door, showing a strange smile, and his white teeth gleamed sinisterly.

After hearing that Yi Zhentian was arguing with Mrs. Sikong in the living room that day, he had already started to investigate. He just wanted to find Li Muqing and find out if Yi Zhentian really had a son.

Unexpectedly, after checking, he discovered a big secret!

Du Yunyan believed that this secret, when he got the exact evidence tonight and officially revealed it to Yi Zhentian, it would definitely surprise Yi Zhentian and make him regret it!

Thinking of that scene, Du Yunyan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Mr. Du?" The man in black guarding the stairway saw his strange expression and movements, and couldn't help but stepped forward to express concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to call?" Is the family doctor here?"

"No need." Du Yunyan put away his smile and said with a straight face, "I just suddenly thought of a joke and thought it was very funny, so I just smiled. There is nothing wrong with my body."

As Du Yunyan said, he left briskly, leaving behind the man in black with an inexplicable expression.

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As soon as Steward Li's car stopped at the Sikong manor, the old lady Sikong immediately pushed the door to get out of the car and rushed in the door.

Lin's mother, who was cleaning the table, saw her, her eyes widened in surprise, her mouth opened wide, and the rag in her hand fell to the ground with a "pop."

"Old lady? Why are you back?!"

"I'll talk about these things later." The old lady Sikong didn't even look at Mama Lin, she rushed to the second floor briskly, pushing doors one by one to find Sikong Jingqiu.

Lin Ma was stunned for a few seconds, then hurried upstairs, chased after Mrs. Sikong and reported, "Madam, master, master, he is in the study on the third floor..."

"He's in the study on the third floor?" Mrs. Sikong suddenly stopped opening the door and ran to the third floor.

Mama Lin hurriedly followed, "Old madam...young master, he...he..."

"What's wrong with him? Don't hesitate, finish it all at once!" The old lady Sikong didn't stop, she rushed to the door of the study on the third floor while asking.

"Master, he drank—"

"Pad--"

Almost at the same time as Mama Lin was speaking, Mrs. Sikong opened the door.

A strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol came to the nostrils, causing old lady Sikong and Madam Lin to take a step back at the same time.

The curtains of the study room were drawn, and the room was so dark that it was impossible to see anything clearly.

The old lady Sikong was stunned for three seconds, and based on her familiarity with Sikong Manor, she immediately kicked off the wine bottle rolling by her feet, rushed in in the dark, opened the curtains in a "swipe-" way, opened the window, and let the light and air come together. flow in.

Sikong Jingqiu is like a homeless man, with his back leaning against the desk, slumped on the ground, his hair is messed up like a bird's nest, his clothes are even more wrinkled, and the wheelchair looks like it has been hit by gravity, the wheels are twisted and crooked beside the ground--

Although Sikong Jingqiu was dead drunk, he was still holding two wine bottles tightly in his hands.

The old lady Sikong stared at her grandson on the ground with a livid face, "Mother Lin, go and bring up a bucket of ice water!"

"Ice, ice water?" Mama Lin's jaw almost dropped, "Old, old madam... What, what do you want ice water for?"

Could it be used to spoil the young master?
"Go get the ice water, don't talk nonsense!" Old Madam Sikong ordered sternly, at the same time bent down to pick up the wine bottles on the ground, and threw them all into the trash can.

(End of this chapter)