With a soft laugh, two figures appeared at the doorway; they were Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu.
"Clang!"
The teacup slipped from Old Master Lu's hand and fell to the ground with a clatter, splashing scalding tea onto his trouser leg, but he was completely unaware.
His eyes widened in shock, and his lips trembled slightly.
Lu Ze and Lu Hua jerked back, their facial muscles twitching involuntarily. "Fourth...Fourth brother, you...you..."
He didn't die; he actually came back.
Fear surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the two of them.
Wen Mo wore a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes; only endless coldness remained.
He walked slowly towards Old Master Lu, each step seemingly touching the hearts of everyone present.
"Grandpa, I'm back." He leaned down slightly, noticing Grandpa Lu's evasive gaze, and laughed heartily, "You seem quite unhappy."
Grandpa Lu stretched out his aged hand, "Little Si, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
He repeated, tears welling in his eyes, seemingly happy for his son's return. He gripped Wen Mo's wrist tightly, his eyes understanding, but his tone was earnest, "Dad is eighty years old this year, and I'm happy to see you again."
Hearing him emphasize that today was his 80th birthday, Wen Mo immediately understood what he meant.
I wanted to persuade him not to cause trouble today.
Is it possible? He has been waiting for this day for twenty years.
She subtly broke free from his grip, looked at Lu Hua and Lu Ze, and smiled, "Second brother, third brother, long time no see."
Locked onto by his eagle-like gaze, Lu Hua felt as if he were seeing the scythe of death. His legs went weak and he was about to fall to the ground, but Lu Yunzhang reacted quickly and pulled him back.
With mixed feelings, Lu Yunzhang looked up at Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu, "Fourth Uncle, the Four Gods..."
Twenty years ago, when he was seven years old, his impressions of Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu had faded somewhat over the years, but when he saw their extraordinary appearances, he immediately recalled them all.
In my memory, Wen Mo was a very good uncle who loved his nephews and nieces equally.
Wen Shiyu has a gentle personality and is good at making delicious snacks. They usually love to follow her around.
But life is unpredictable, and the family eventually drifted apart.
Even Lu Yunyi, who has always followed his mother around since childhood, is now clamoring to separate from the family. He is injured and lying in the hospital, and it is unknown whether he will be able to recover completely.
Wen Mo didn't look at Lu Yunzhang. He stared intently at Lu Hua and slowly approached him. "Second brother, when you strangled my two children in front of me back then, did you ever think about today?"
“Back then, I was kicked out of Beijing by the old man like a dog. I vowed that one day I would come back in good honor and make the wicked people get the punishment they deserve.”
His voice was cold and deep, filled with intense hatred.
He was coerced and framed by his own brothers, and his respected father, whom he had always respected, not only failed to support him but also aided and abetted the evildoers, placing all the blame on him.
Every day in Hong Kong, Wen Mo dreamed of returning to Beijing openly and honestly, exposing the hypocrisy of the Lu family.
Heaven is still looking out for him; everything he's experiencing today is exactly as he imagined.
Wen Mo laughed.
Lu Ze and Lu Hua felt a chill run down their spines.
"Fourth brother, you...you don't talk nonsense, when did I pinch you..." Lu Hua wanted to argue, but looking at Wen Mo's increasingly cold and indifferent eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say the rest.
Lu Ze gloated from the side, "Second brother, didn't you strangle my nephew and niece? Don't deny it, many people saw it."
Compared to his fear of Wen Mo, Lu Ze felt that getting rid of Lu Hua through Wen Mo's hands was the more important thing.
With a murderer as his father, he'd like to see how this brat Lu Yunzhang will manage in the army.
The grandson on whom the old man had placed so much hope is now useless.
Lu Ze was a dark man. All his children had perished in the fire, and he had lost his ability to have children. He would never have children again in his life.
And Lu Hua, who should be in an even worse situation than him, is living a carefree life.
The old man wants Lu Hua's son to inherit the Lu family business, but it depends on whether he agrees.
"Third brother, stop talking nonsense." Old Master Lu scolded Lu Ze. "When did the second brother strangle the fourth brother's two children? That's utterly absurd. The children were clearly born with problems and died because they couldn't be saved. What do you mean by putting the blame on the second brother?"
As he spoke, a look of disappointment and frustration appeared on his face.
Their determination to protect Lu Hua was unwavering.
Wen Mo raised his eyes, his cold gaze piercing Old Master Lu. Old Master Lu immediately said with heartache, "Fourth son, I know that the deaths of the two children are hard for you and your wife to accept. Twenty years have passed, so let go of what you should let go of."
“Yunzhang is a filial son; he will take care of you in your old age.”
"Listen to Dad, okay?"
Where no one could see him, Old Master Lu looked earnestly at Wen Mo.
Wen Mo clenched his fists, his fingers cracking. He didn't answer Old Master Lu's question, but instead sneered. He moved with the speed of a cheetah, quickly reaching Lu Hua and grabbing his neck.
"Second brother, you deserve to die."
After coldly uttering a sentence, he pinned Lu Hua to the ground and began to beat him mercilessly, his fists raining down on Lu Hua's body.
"ah!"
"There's blood."
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became restless.
Blood kept seeping from Lu Hua's mouth, his eyes filled with terror. The force on his neck told him that Wen Mo might really strangle him to death in public, just like he had strangled those two children who were less than two days old.
"Ahhh!" Li Yuan screamed in despair.
Seeing her man being beaten, she was helpless and could only launch a sonic attack.
"Fourth Uncle." Lu Yunzhang's expression changed drastically. He reached out to pull Wen Mo, trying to rescue his father from his clutches.
Wen Mo's twenty years of training was no child's play; even though Lu Yunzhang was known as the King of Soldiers in the military region, he couldn't do anything about him.
This discovery left Lu Yunzhang feeling frustrated.
He could only plead earnestly, "Fourth Uncle, please spare my father. He's really going to die. If you have any grievances, you can take them out on me."
Lu Hua was wrong, but he was still Lu Yunzhang's father.
How could Lu Yunzhang stand by and watch him be beaten to death?
"Guards, take him down!" Old Master Lu angrily called for his guards when he saw that Lu Hua was on the verge of death.
The fact is, even the guards couldn't stop it.
In the end, it was only after several old men, led by Minister Chang, came over and persuaded Wen Mo to stop.
After Wen Mo let go, he kicked Lu Hua away and saw him lying on the ground like a dead dog, which made him feel a sense of pleasure.
The reason he beat Lu Hua in front of so many people was twofold: first, to vent his years of hatred, and second, to avenge his children.
He knew that Old Master Lu would protect Lu Hua, and that his children were still alive, so he couldn't convict Lu Hua of intentional homicide.
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