Republic of China small businessman

Xie Siquan said: "Kill people and silence them."

He Dongting didn't refute, and still frowned: "It's not safe during this time, I've hired some people to guard the area, but there are too many people coming and going here every day, it's better to change to another place."

Xie Siquan said: "Don't think about it. Jing'er is not willing to go to the house I bought. Since he wants to live in the East Courtyard of the Bai Family, he can live there."

He Dongting asked: "Is the Bai family reliable?"

Xie Siquan said indifferently: "It's much better than yours. Bai Jiu is younger and better at managing people and affairs than you. Do you think that every family is like a sieve like the He family?"

He Dongting didn't show much emotion on his face. He sat there and waited for a while, then said: "Since Jing'er is at Bai's house, please help me to contact Bai Jiu. I will ask him for help in three days' time."

Xie Siquan thought for a while, then nodded and said: "I know, I will definitely bring the words."

He Dongting got up and left.

The fact that Xie Yuan's tablet was taken away was a fatal blow to him, and he was much more silent than usual.

three days later.

He Dongting issued a statement, recognizing Xie Jing, and hosted a banquet at the end of the month to celebrate.

There were no photos in the newspaper, but for several days in a row, a young man in a student uniform could often be seen entering and leaving He's residence. He was brought by the Bai family's car several times, accompanied by two guards.

He Shuwei was in the upstairs room, standing beside the heavy curtains, looking at the person who walked briskly into He's house, his eyes darkened.

A person dressed as an entourage asked in a low voice: "Mr. Yichuan said that the matter last time has been resolved, please rest assured."

He Shuwei nodded, and said, "I still want a car."

He clenched the flannelette curtain tightly, staring at the Bai family's car parked in the yard, with a little madness in his eyes.

He Shuwei went downstairs soon after discussing with others.

He is still well-dressed, and any piece of clothing on his body can be used by the family outside, but he is in a different mood, now that He Dongting's attitude is on the bright side, he always feels that the servants at home are also whispering about him in secret.Straightening his back, he went all the way to inquire, stopped a worker casually, and asked, "Where is father?"

The other party looked at him cautiously: "Mr. is in the study, talking with... and Master Jing."

He Shuwei didn't show his face, just nodded and left by himself.

When he walked out of He's mansion, he couldn't help but punched the wall heavily, and his knuckles were scratched and bled.He couldn't feel the pain, anger swept through his body, and all he thought about was the sentence "Master Jing" just now.

He stood there for a long time, let his anger subside slowly, and then took a rickshaw to the smokehouse.

In the smokehouse, Mr. He was still in the same place, but this time he didn't bring anyone with him, he was just lying on the couch and puffing.

When He Shuwei looked for him, Mr. He sat up straight when he saw it, staring at him and said, "I just got the news that the nurse who brought you back died on the way?"

He Shuwei sat aside, nodded and said, "Yes."

Sanye He frowned: "You did it?"

He Shuwei didn't deny it, but nodded again.

Sanye He became angry all of a sudden, reached out and took a bong and hit him on the head severely, causing He Shuwei's head to be deflected, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his forehead to the tip of his eyebrow.

Sanye He has been smoking all year round and his body has no strength. He felt a little short of breath after just hitting him once, his chest heaved a few times and he still scolded: "You idiot, killing someone at this time, isn't that clearly telling everyone that this is killing people?!"

He Shuwei said: "But Third Uncle, I'm afraid."

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Mr. He couldn't help but want to get angry: "What are you afraid of! Isn't it the Xichuan Xie family who sent a person? Those who are similar to Xie Siquan who I found before have never met Sending them away in a few days? Since I can arrange a few times, I can also get away with it this time, and after a few times, the number of times is too many, can He Dongting still believe it? And Xie Siquan is a violent person, so he just took the opportunity to let him and the He family A few more conflicts..." He was halfway through, when he suddenly saw He Shuwei staring at him, with goosebumps on his arms, he panicked because he looked at him for no reason, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

He Shuwei said hoarsely, "I'm afraid of death."

Mr. He thought for a while before he realized that He Shuwei was talking on his own and didn't listen to what he just said.

"Third Uncle, I have known since I was a child that I am not the young master of the He family. Guess how I know?"

"Because the tutor you found for me back then, she told me that I was her son. She told me many things, asked me to be careful in disguise, and reminded me what to eat and what not to eat. I am allergic, but what can I do if I can’t do it? She took a needle and pricked my wrist and ankle nearly a hundred times, stained with itching lotion, the wound was red and swollen, and I even had a fever and fell ill because of it. I never knew whether she was good to me or not. While she taught me how to pretend to be a family and live in the He family, she told me every day that I should be filial to her and give her money... Later, when she died, I saw it with my own eyes. She drank the 'replenishing soup' again and again, and the wet nurse never let me touch it."

"But I dare not tell her, I'm afraid, third uncle."

"I'm afraid of death."

Two lines of tears flowed on He Shuwei's face, he raised his eyes to look at Mr. He, there was no warmth in his eyes.

He watched his biological mother die little by little, and the shadow shrouded his whole body from beginning to end. Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, even though he opened his mouth wide and pressed his chest, he couldn't breathe.

Mr. He wanted to scold him, but his hands and feet were numb, and he was so powerless. He changed his face and tried to struggle to leave, but he just fell off the couch, and crawled a few steps towards the door with a very ugly appearance, drenched in sweat clothes.

He Shuwei walked over slowly, and he stepped on the back of Mr. He's hand with his leather shoes. Mr. He cried out in pain, but He Shuwei covered his mouth and nose and only made a sound that was not enough to alarm the outsiders. The more he Struggling desperately, He Shuwei's hands became stronger, and the veins on his neck were stretched back.

He Sanye even started to panic, he didn't know when this cowardly looking nephew had such strength.

However, He Shuwei still used the usual tone, humbly and timidly said: "Third Uncle, I used to go to the theater, guess what I realized?"

"When I look at them, I think of myself. I am like a person living on the 'stage'. Every moment, even if I sleep on my own bed, I dare not slack off. This is my stolen life. Sooner or later I have to pay it back, so I can taste every moment..." He Shuwei said, "One day I suddenly figured it out."

"I don't want to be someone else, I want to be the young master of the He family."

"I want it all."

He let go of Mr. He's hand, got up to get a small box, and there was a slight sound of glass being cut open.

Mr. He's chest was heaving like a bellows. When he saw him take an injection, he immediately wanted to hide in panic. He said in a hoarse voice, "You, what do you want to do!"

He Shuwei knelt down, held him down and said, "Third Uncle, if I want to stay in the He family, no one can hold me back. As long as you die, no one will know my identity."

"Yichuan, Yichuan won't agree!"

"I went to see Mr. Yi Chuan before."

"You kept it from me...!"

"No, third uncle didn't think about it. The first thing he was looking for was two people. From the very beginning, you were in the light, and I was in the dark." He pressed the needle and pierced Sanye He's flesh little by little, and said to him: "Mr. Yi Chuan Said, there is an old saying in the country of Hua called "put it to death and then live", there are some things, even for the biological father, you can't be lenient."

He Sanye jumped suddenly, stared at him with wide eyes, the cold injection had penetrated into his flesh and blood, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood foam, and tried to grab the corner of his clothes with the last bit of strength: "You, you... Poison... you will die badly..."

He Shuwei waited for him to stop moving before reaching out to close his eyes.

He got up to get the jug, dug some out of the opium paste and mixed it into the wine, which quickly turned into cloudy wine, poured some on the wine glass and the table, and arranged the wine glass to look like it was mostly sprinkled, along the way The bed has been dripping on the ground.

After all this was arranged, He Shuwei left.

this day.

Two major events happened in the He family.

One is that when Xie Jing was in the car in the eastern suburbs that afternoon, he was followed and had a car accident; the other was that Mr. He died in the smokehouse.