Chapter 358: Going on the Road with You
The little wolf cub that I raised actually turned around and bit me to death.
"Acheng, I took you in, but I didn't expect that you would be burying a time bomb for yourself. You actually handed over the accounts of smuggling and money laundering to the police?!" Jiang Yuelong was furious.
Unfortunately, Ling Yicheng was rebellious and didn't listen at all. He just smiled faintly at these words.
It was like a slap in the face of Jiang Yuelong.
Speechless, he looked towards Jiang Yuelong, without anger or indignation, his eyes still showing the self-control and silence of - it's either you die or I die.
Jiang Yuelong felt his indifferent gaze for no reason, as if it could see through his fear at once.
It really was a little wolf cub.
Once it finds the right moment, it will bare its fangs and bite off your own neck.
"Do you know why I took you in?" Jiang Yuelong suddenly smiled bitterly.
His thoughts had drifted away, his expression was unpredictable, and his tone was a little sad. "It's not because you are Lin Yazhi's grandson, but because you are Aju's relative."
Aru...
Aju was kidnapped by a man named Gu.
Apart from Ling Yicheng, I don’t know if A Ru knows…
And his cousin who has been hiding in the dark all his life and never seen the light are all Aju's relatives.
Decades ago in the Lin family mansion, the elegant and sweet osmanthus flowers swayed gently. Aju, wearing a lavender cheongsam, was as gentle as a poem, as tranquil as water, and smiled at him lightly.
The next moment, the lush garden suddenly became barren.
Only Aju's back was left in the distance.
No matter how many times he shouted, Aju never turned back.
Ling Yicheng, who was lying on the ground, saw the redness in his eyes, which seemed to be permeated with decades of struggle and hesitation.
This was the first time he saw the old man so emotional, and it was also the first time he heard that name - Lin Yazhi, the name of his own grandfather.
He remembered it.
I don’t know if my grandfather is still alive, and I don’t know if I can live to see him.
"Look up and see where this place is."
Like a drop of water falling into the deep sea, silent for a long time.
Jiang Yuelong didn't wait for Ling Yicheng's answer.
One person performs a one-man show.
He said to himself: "It is the mourning hall. It is mine and yours, my eldest young master of the Lin family."
It seemed that the person he was talking to was not Ling Yicheng, but Lin Yazhi of that year.
A word, a sigh.
Finally waited until today.
Ling Yicheng raised his head with great effort. It was said to be his mourning hall, but hanging on the wall in the middle of the hall was Jiang Yuelong's own photo.
"You want to die, I'll help you light some charcoal, it's worth my being your elder." He chuckled as if in self-mockery.
"When a man dies, all things come to an end. From today on, I am also considered dead, and the grudges between me and the Lin family are wiped out from now on."
Ling Yicheng immediately became suspicious and looked up suddenly.
The alarm sounded in his mind, and the answer seemed obvious - was Jiang Yuelong going to fake his death and run away? "Ah Cheng, regardless of the past grudges between our ancestors, I raised you and found someone to accompany you on the road, and you want me to die and forget all my affairs."
Jiang Yuelong came back to his senses from the past, drank a sip of tea, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his face.
He looked outside the house and said, "Bring the people here."
Jiang Yuelong's inexplicable words made Ling Yicheng's heart suddenly tighten, and he felt restless and uneasy, like a sudden flood.
What does "find someone to go on the road with you" mean? !
I couldn't suppress my anxiety and cold sweat broke out on my back.
Ling Yicheng ignored the pain all over his body and tried to push himself up with his hands tied behind his back.
The sack was finally opened, and the rag in Su Xiaoli's mouth was thrown away.
She was taken into a room by a man in black, holding her with a cold knife.
The man in black behind her pushed her hard and she fell to the ground. Su Xiaoli's teeth broke her lips and blood came out from the corners of her lips.
The pain was unbearable and tears welled up in my eyes instantly, but I had to hold it back.
Under the dim candlelight and the faint scent of incense, a man covered in blood was half-climbing on the ground.
The shirt was covered in dark and light stains, and it was hard to tell whether they were from water or blood. It was obvious that he had been tortured beyond recognition, like a wounded wolf.
A face covered with blood-red wounds was facing her.
... Ling Yicheng?! Su Xiaoli screamed suddenly, the wound on her lip tearing her nerves again.
They hadn't seen each other for such a long time that no one had ever thought that their reunion would be like this tonight.
The reunion after a long separation is all thanks to the careful planning of others.
At this moment, wrapped in stagnant air, Ling Yicheng was burned to ashes in an instant, and his heart suddenly turned cold.
What went wrong that made her suffer such an unexpected disaster?
He froze on the spot, only his Adam's apple moving with difficulty.
Su Xiaoli, who keeps him going every night and the little foodie whom he hasn't seen for a long time, are the only ray of light in his turbid and dark world.
Now her disheveled hair, pale face, and blood at the corners of her mouth all showed that she had been tortured and was in a state of disarray.
Only a pair of eyes are still clear, stubborn, tough and soft.
Ling Yichen felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and his internal organs were burning. Even breathing was difficult for him.
With the old man's methods, the two of them would really die together in this room today. It was he who dragged Xiao Li down.
I really deserve to die.
"Xiao Li..." His voice became rusty as soon as he opened his mouth.
A feeling of sourness struck Su Xiaoli's heart. She looked at him with her lips trembling.
The tears in my eyes could no longer be stopped, and the worry, fear, ups and downs of life were all stuck in my throat.
Jiang Yuelong had a distorted face as he watched the two people's struggle, anger and fear, but he was not moved at all.
"Poor mandarin duck, Ah Cheng, I have treated you well." A sinister smile hung on his wrinkled face.
There seemed to be a hint of jealousy in those skinning and bone-tearing eyes.
"You can take your time to reminisce about the past. There is plenty of time in the underworld." He left a few words and walked away without looking back.
When he got outside the house, he said a few words to a man in black, got into the car that had been waiting for him, and sped away.
Inside the house.
Ling Yicheng's eyes were red, and he didn't dare to look at her, for fear of seeing his endless regret in her eyes.
"Xiao Li...I hurt you."
Ling Yicheng had no idea what to say that could comfort her as she was facing death.
Su Xiaoli looked at him through transparent tears, it didn't seem real.
"Don't say so much for now." But in a moment, she hurriedly tried to make fun of the situation, pulled her cheek and looked at him and whispered, "I have a switchblade in my pocket."
Starlight flashed in the pair of crystal eyes that had just shed tears.
Ling Yicheng's heart trembled.
No one expected Xiao Li to have the courage to face such a bloody scene. Not only was he not scared, he even calmly came up with a solution.
His mood was up and down, up and down.
With joy, Ling Yicheng slowly moved closer to Su Xiaoli.
There were sounds of footsteps coming and going outside the house, as if someone was moving something.
Before the two of them could say anything else, Ling Yicheng turned his back to her and used his hands, which were also tied up with ropes, to pull the zipper of her coat.
Can't reach it, can't pull it, refuse to admit defeat, keep repeating.
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