Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Inside the hall, the rush of shoes and floors is amplified infinitely. The interior just had a trace of gentle, and because of this sudden change and return to calm.

A few seconds later, the old man coughed gently, picked up the tea cup on the table and sipped his mouth. Then he said to Li Muran, "where is her graveyard?"

He asked directly, Li Muran's eyes flashed by surprise, but in surprise, there was an unexpected clarity. He also took a sip of tea in silence. The faint fragrance came to his face and swallowed it between his lips and teeth.

In the heart of surprise and more a point, even with the worst pot, taste did not ever reduce a cent. The reason why Dahongpao has become the most popular tea is that its unique taste has never changed.

"At the weekend, let's go to the tomb sweeping together." The old man thought about it in his heart, and then he said.

That sigh like tone, seems to be the memories of the past, as well as a little regret for the future never had.

Li Muran nodded his head as a tacit consent.

No matter what, it's the same fact that master Xiao is his own grandfather. Even so, when his mother left the Xiao family, even if their happiness had nothing to do with the Xiao family.

The indisputable fact is in front of his eyes, he still has no reason to stop the old man from seeing his mother's grave.

It doesn't mean that she doesn't really have Xiao family or any concern at all. As a parent, one can't escape from the word "worry" all his life. Mom would like to meet the old man.

Li Muran thought in his mind, suddenly a little depressed, but also just smile. In order to cover up his momentary absence, he grabbed the cup and took a sip.

This time, the taste of the mouth no longer let him feel.

Old and young, once again into silence, each holding the hands of tea, no one has raised any topic to speak.

For a long time, Mr. Xiao couldn't bear to press it any longer, so he put his cup on the tea table. Because of the slight force of shaking, not much tea in the teacup is shaking suddenly.

"How did she die?"

When Xiao Zhenhai asked this sentence, there was a pause. That pair of old did not see chaos, but more bright eyes are staring at Li Muran, a blink does not let go of any changes on his face.

The more he stares at it, the more the wrinkles between his eyebrows accumulate. And Li Muran's silence is used in the end, and even his eyes are not lifted like just now.

However, if it is too calm and unresponsive, it is more like hiding something. His inaction, let the old man's heart crossed called disappointment.

Xiao Zhenhai's eyes gradually narrowed up, like a cheetah more and more sharp. Li Muran has a momentary even a kind of scalp numbness illusion, but even so, he still chose to endure not to speak.

Ginger is still old and hot, with the baptism of age, that deep-rooted dignity is more and more precipitation. Li Muran was just about to say something against his heart in that shocking sight.

He didn't answer, just didn't want the facts to be decided. Li Muran's heart is very clear, once he opened the mouth, then Xing Rushi killed his mother's matter is a matter of fact, there is no room for turning over.

But now he can't and won't say until he finds out the truth. Not only because of Xing Rushi, but also for himself.

Li Muran has already felt from the old man's tone that the old man should also have known Xing Rushi's harm to his mother, but he knows that he will not act rashly before he sees the facts.

At present, everything is just a guess, as long as he can prove Xing Rushi's innocence and investigate the truth of the matter.

But all this needs time, and what he lacks most is time.

His silence was like protection in the eyes of the old man, which made him angry. When's the time for this kid to hide!

"Who killed her!"

Xiao Zhenhai suddenly stood up from the sofa, staring down at Li Muran, as if to give him the last chance.

But Li Muran let go of his clenched hands, and then stood up, one and a half heads higher than the old man. Although speechless, the eyes that did not admit defeat were staring back at the old man with the same strength.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was stretched.

Once upon a time, Xiao Zhenhai was so frustrated from his younger generation that he suddenly became furious.

"If you don't want to tell the truth, don't blame me for interfering!"

The old man's words undoubtedly sounded an alarm in Li Muran's heart. He had no way to calm down. Even his breathing was disordered. Once he was involved in the execution, he could not keep his head clear.

See Li Muran do not speak, Xiao Zhenhai's eyes in the waves surging, flashing a trace of deep light.

"Muran, I hope you don't forget that my grandfather's words have a lot of weight. If I hadn't thought about the blood relationship between you and me, how could the reform be like today?"