"Lingling..."

The hurried telephone ring suddenly rang in the hall, disturbing the sound of the radio and causing the Wang family to frown.

Wang Jialu lay on his back on the sofa and looked quite leisurely with his eyes closed.

Wang Yaowen had to answer a lot of calls every day, but somehow, the ringing of the phone made him bored at the bottom of his heart for no reason.

Gu Fanghua put her legs together and sat on the sofa without moving.

Xu Aihong, who was cleaning the table, ran to the telephone and picked up the microphone;

"Hello, yes, it's the Wang family."

"Oh, looking for my father Wang?"

"Okay, okay..."

Xu Aihong was about to turn around and call Wang Yaowen. Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned her head, she saw that Wang Yaowen had stood behind her.

Xu Aihong immediately showed a flattering smile on her face, "father Wang is looking for you..."

Before Xu Aihong finished, Wang Yaowen impatiently interrupted, "I know, go to work."

"Hey," Xu Aihong got the order and went to work happily again.

Wang Yaowen took the phone and asked in a steady voice, "are you...?"

"Yes, I'm wang Yaowen."

"What?" Wang Yaowen's face was instantly pale, his pupils dilated, and his lips trembled. "Say it again?"

After a while, Wang Yaowen staggered and stepped back two steps. He just felt dizzy in front of him, and the telephone receiver also fell down, swinging around with the telephone line

Seeing Wang Yaowen like this, Wang Jialu's face coagulated and hurriedly asked, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Yaowen opened his mouth. After a while, he said, "go to the police station, your eldest brother..."

Wang Jialu stood up and asked, "what's the matter with him, brother?"

Wang Yaowen closed his eyes, but could not stop his already red eyes. "Just now the police station called and said: your eldest brother is dead."

"What?" Wang Jialu stepped down and dared not set the channel: "how is this possible?"

Wang Jiabao is the most powerful man among the three brothers of the Wang family. Who can kill him?

Besides, who are the Wangs?

Ordinary people dare not provoke their Wang family.

Wang Jialu came to Wang Yaowen and held Wang Yaowen's arm. His face still looked like a God who couldn't come back. He asked, "Dad, how did brother... Die?"

Wang Yaowen shook his head. "I don't know, they didn't say."

Gu Fanghua, who was on one side, suddenly stood up and said in panic, "who did you say is dead?"

Wang Yaowen was upset at this time. He didn't have time to talk to Gu Fanghua.

Gu Fanghua Wu asked himself, "the family treasure is dead? How is this possible?"

Xu Aihong, who was cleaning the table, made a move in her hand and couldn't help looking at Wang Yaowen.

Wang Yaowen said impatiently, "shut up!"

"Dad," said Wang Jiaqi, who did not listen to the radio. He hurried to Wang Yaowen and asked, "brother is dead?"

Looking at the helpless in the little son's eyes, Wang Yaowen painfully touched his little son's head and told him, "home is obedient and stay at home. Dad and your second brother go out."

Wang Jiaqi sobbed and nodded.

With that, Wang Yaowen took Wang Jialu out.

Gu Fanghua hurried up and said, "I'll go with you."

"No," Wang Yaowen said gloomily. "You stay at home honestly."

"Can?" Gu Fanghua wanted to say something, but Wang Yaowen had strode out of the door.

Watching Wang Yaowen and Wang Jialu disappear in the night, Gu Fanghua sits and stands uneasy, walking around the hall with an anxious look.

"Mom," Xu Aihong came up, "brother Jiabao, I'm really dead?"

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