Luo Ying could not provide any useful clues about the whereabouts of the Luo mother and daughter.
He had been away from home for over a month and had no idea what the situation was like back home.
However, Ning Yuanchen said that Mrs. Luo and Luo Wanqing were in his hands, so Luo Ying had to obey him, otherwise he would kill them.
Luo Ying endured humiliation and was transferred to the Duqing Mansion in return.
At that time, Ning Yuanchen stepped on Luo Ying's head and said that he was as stupid as Luo Wanqing.
You believe whatever he says. You deserve to be trampled underfoot and never be able to turn over.
During the month in Shaoqing's Mansion, Luo Ying lived a life worse than death. The only belief that kept him alive was to avenge his family.
He didn't know whether his mother and sister were still alive, but he wanted to see them alive or their bodies dead. He had to have an answer.
Luo Ying didn't know if his worthless life could help the person in front of him get what he wanted.
He only asked this mysterious person to help him confirm it because he was still of some use.
Luo Ying didn't think Han Zeyu was an official, nor did he think he was a good man who would help others when he saw injustice.
In his limited understanding, Han Zeyu was more like the enemy of Wu'an Marquis Mansion, or the enemy of Ning Yuanchen.
Isn't it said that the enemy of my enemy is my friend? Then perhaps I can be of some use to him...
Even through the pitch-black blindfold, one could feel Luo Ying's pleading gaze.
Su Shien was a little moved. When she was Luo Ying's age, she was ignored by Su Wanli and suppressed by Su Wangshi, and the relationship between her and her siblings became distant.
At that time, he felt that life was endless despair.
Su Shien looked at Yu Ge'er and asked, "How about we help him?"
Han Zeyu was breathing silently, and the two little men in his mind were fighting against each other again.
The little angel flapping his wings said: "Giving roses to others will leave a lingering fragrance on your hands, and good people will be rewarded."
The little devil, baring his fangs, said, "Be careful when giving roses, or you'll get hurt. You won't be able to eat mutton, but you'll get into trouble."
The little angel begged, "Please help him! He's so pitiful!"
The little devil said disdainfully: "Why should I help? There is no profit in it."
Seeing that Yuger didn't move, Su Shien reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
As the person with the highest say in the family, please give me some instructions!
When Han Zeyu raised his eyes, he saw his husband's handsome face coming towards him.
Holy shit! Whose man is this? He's so handsome!
Oh, it’s his, that’s okay.
Looking at his eyes again, I knew that Su Shien wanted to lend a helping hand.
The old couple have been together for four years and eighty-seven days, so they still have some tacit understanding.
Han Zeyu once again slapped the cursing little canine-fanged devil away without hesitation.
What the hell is this? It's really hindering his progress. Is he the kind of person who only cares about profit?
Besides, who said that there is nothing to gain from Luo Ying?
Once he takes care of Ning Yuanchen who attempted to steal a horse, Ning Yuanzhao who passed the note will become the beneficiary!
Let him pay, just consider it as the reward for hiring you to remove the stumbling blocks and remove the thorns in your eyes.
My God, I am a rare logical genius in a century.
Han Zeyu unilaterally forced Party A to sign the contract without the knowledge of its financial sponsor.
Since you have signed the contract, you must have the spirit of the contract. If he dares not to pay, beat him until he pays.
No, I heard that Ning Yuanzhao is a sickly person, and he was too harsh.
Then close the shop and let Xiao Hei go. This business cannot be solved without a simple big gold chain.
At the very least, you need a simple saddle inlaid with gold and jade.
Han Zeyu: It was such a happy decision.
One day, Ning Yuanzhao, who was inexplicably forced to repay a favor, said: He doesn’t know!
As the couple walked and talked, Han Zeyu suddenly asked how long they had been married and demanded an immediate answer.
Su Shien asked doubtfully, "It should be four years and seventy-something days. In any case, it won't be more than ninety days."
Excellent, that perfectly avoids the correct answer.
Mr. Su was happy to sleep in the study for a day.
Su Shien didn't sleep very well, so much so that he was still yawning when he got up early and went out.
Tiezhu understood that he was practicing martial arts secretly again.
Although the young master's talent is not as high as mine, his comprehension is not as strong as mine, and his qualifications are not as good as mine, he is diligent and hardworking.
As the saying goes, diligence can make up for lack of talent and the early bird catches the worm.
Su Shien turned around and saw Tiezhu's silly expression of satisfaction, and immediately felt furious.
"Do you understand the relationship diagram between the six ministries and nine ministers that I showed you?"
Tie Zhu said solemnly, "Look at my poor memory! The Dali Temple has a major case to be heard today, so I have to hurry over. Seriously, what will they do if I'm not there?"
Su Shien's face was distorted, and he really wanted to pull Tiezhu back to ask him.
Who gave him the illusion that the Dali Temple couldn't function without him?
Those who knew him knew him as a recently promoted eighth-rank official, while those who didn’t know him thought he was the head of the Dali Temple!
Little Red was the only one left in the stable. She was wondering why Black Pig had taken over again. Had she accidentally awakened her ox-horse nature?
Xiao Hei walking on the road said that he doesn’t like to work overtime, he doesn’t like to work, and he doesn’t want to devote his life to his master, but what can he do?
Last night, despite his busy schedule, Han Zeyu did not forget to take time out to educate Xiao Hei and asked him to reflect deeply on why he was not stolen by the bad guys when he was wearing so much gold?
Xiao Hei felt deeply guilty for not being stolen, for not working hard enough, and for still eating grass at home.
Su Shien was thinking all the way and didn't notice the drooping dark horse.
Xiao Hei stood in the single room of the stable, stuck his noble head out of the door, and felt the biting cold wind. He wanted to calm down.
After everyone left, Han Zeyu wandered into the yard, looked at the white clouds in the sky, and wondered how long it would take for the snow to fall.
All the brain-wasting things were left to Su Shien. When he had nothing to do, he picked up a big comb and combed the hair of the chestnut horse that was eating and drinking for free at home.
Xiaohong nudged Han Zeyu with her big head, signaling him to look at the door. There was a very obscene fat man peeking around.
Han Zeyu turned around and saw Ding Junjie, who was acting suspiciously and wrapped up extremely tightly.
Bro, has no one ever told you that you are a serious thief?
Ding Junjie felt like crying but had no tears. He felt like the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed. His weight rebounded and all his previous efforts were in vain.
Han Zeyu quickly called Ding Junjie into the house and told him not to cry in the yard, as it would have a bad impact if it got out.
Ding Junjie took off his disguise, and Han Zeyu knew why he came at a glance.
"You gained the weight back?"
Ding Junjie wanted to kneel down to Han Zeyu, Brother Han, you are my only brother, please save your brother!
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