Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan's eyes burst with cold light, and it shot at him like a knife, and his lips were cold and cold: "Say, who are you?"

The old man laughed and said: "Shi Yuhan, my good grandson, the most powerful grandson of my many grandchildren, you are so powerful, then you tell me that I am not your grandfather, who would I be?"

Shi Yuhan looked complacent: "Can I understand that you are a dying struggle!"

With a sigh, the old man said: "I am not a dying struggle, but I want to tell you that I am your grandfather, this is an undeniable thing, maybe I did something, but I really am your grandfather, I do what you did It’s also a last resort. Actually, I already knew that I was wrong, so I picked you back to Shi’s house. Shi’s house is already yours. Just let your grandfather go. I’ll leave here and go abroad to spend the past years. !"

Knowing that he was powerless, the old man just wanted to protect himself. As Shi Yuhan said, he began to struggle to death.

Shi Yuhan's lips curled up thinly, "This horror is unlikely! You, not my grandfather."

The old man replied: "I am not your grandfather, then who am I?"

Shi Yu cold said: "I still don't know who you are, so I can be sure that you are not my grandfather. Do you find it interesting to keep struggling like this? Tell me who you are, and maybe I will spare your life."

"Shi Yuhan, if you don't think you can't help it, I know you want me to die." The old man laughed again, looking at Shi Yuhan with a weird look.

"I said I won't let you die, so I won't let you die!" But it will make you worse off than death. This is Shi Yuhan's final plan.

When the old man stepped back a few steps, his eyes were blank, and he pointed his finger at the bookshelf in the study, "There is something there, I can show it to you. After reading it, you will know who I am? Why should I? This is to be done."

With that said, he took a step and went to the bookshelf.

But it was stopped by Xia Yang, you stop: "I'll get it!"

"Okay, you take it!" The old man seemed very tired and didn't want to hide everything anymore. He was slow and sleepy every step of the way, and then sat down on the big sandalwood chair behind his desk.

Xia Yang took out the information on the bookshelf according to what the old man pointed out, then walked to Shi Yuhan and handed the information to Shi Yuhan.

At this moment, there was a change in the study.

All roads were sealed, and no one would have thought that there was a secret room in the study. When the old man was sitting on the sandalwood chair, he didn't know where he pressed it, and the sandalwood chair suddenly flashed down quickly.

When everyone quickly found out, the chair and the old man disappeared.

"Damn!" Standing at the place where the chair disappeared, Xia Yang jumped vigorously a few times, and found strong hatred.

Shi Yuhan looked at the housekeeper, with an invisible air-conditioning like a messenger from hell, "Where is the switch?"

The butler was also very surprised, and shook his head quickly: "I don't know, it's the first time I know that there is a secret room in the study."

Xia Yang's expression was very cold, and he stared at the housekeeper angrily: "Say it! Or kill you!"

"I don't know, I really don't know." The butler stammered, and the whole person was half to death with fright.

Before the words fell, Xia Yang raised his hand and threw the housekeeper to the ground. The blood flowed from the housekeeper's chin, and he passed out.