Pan Qingbai was taken aback. He had no idea what had happened and reflexively asked, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Zhu Jun asked back, "Why don't you go back and ask your Pan family what they did? Pan Qingbai, if you can't give me an explanation for this, don't ever set foot in the Zhu family again."
On the day Old Master Zhu was kicked out, many people were watching the play.
Now that Lu Qingyan and Zhu Junyi have returned, it's easy for them to get this information; soon, people are chattering about it with them.
“I heard that someone told that bald guy that you guys are definitely not coming back this time, and it’s a waste for an old man to live in that house. We might as well kick him out.”
"I heard that someone just threw that old man out, and that's all I know. I don't know why either, but it's probably because of some grudge. If there wasn't some deep hatred, they wouldn't do something so despicable."
"That old man was so pitiful the day he was kicked out. Those people even beat him up. He's such an old man, how could he withstand that? If someone hadn't intervened, he would have died on the spot."
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From their discussion, Lu Qingyan and Zhu Jun were able to piece together some things. These things, some true and some false, were mixed together, and with a little thought, they could figure out most of the facts.
“Xiao Ran, you and Pan Qingbai…” He used to think highly of the two of them, but Zhu Jun couldn’t let go of his grandfather’s death.
“Brother, we’re fine. I won’t separate from him. He is him, and the Pan family is the Pan family,” Lu Qingyan said firmly.
Zhu Jun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "You do know how to distinguish between them."
At least, he couldn't separate the two. The Pan family was also responsible for his grandfather's death, but Pan Qingbai and Lu Qingyan had different feelings for each other. At this point, he didn't want the two of them to have any further involvement, but judging from their expressions, they probably couldn't let go easily.
Especially at times like these, feelings seem less valuable and all the more precious.
Lu Qingyan didn't confront Pan Qingbai like Zhu Jun did, but she also ignored him.
Even if Lu Qingyan said nothing, Pan Qingbai had countless ways to find out the truth. He rushed into the Pan family home, looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar parents, and asked, "Why did you target the Zhu family?"
“How can you talk like that, child?” Mr. Pan complained. “The Zhu family is not doing well now, so of course we should support the new rich. That courtyard is so nice, it’s a waste to keep it. It should be given to the person who deserves it.”
Pan's mother didn't speak, but her expression showed agreement.
Pan Qingbai felt a chill run down his spine: "Is that what you all think?"
He had a bad relationship with his parents, but he never imagined that this couple would become an obstacle on his path to marriage.
Although they didn't kill Grandpa Zhu, they were still accomplices. Xiao Ran and Grandpa Zhu were such good friends, she'll probably never forgive the Pan family.
Thinking this, Pan Qingbai felt a metallic taste in his throat.
"Qingbai, come up here." Grandpa Pan was looking at Pan Qingbai from the second floor when he suddenly called him up.
Pan Qingbai gave them a cold look and went upstairs to Old Master Pan's study.
"Qingbai, how did the talk with the Zhu family's little girl go?" Grandpa Pan asked.
“It was fine before, but after this happened, I…” Pan Qingbai didn’t know what to say.
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