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Chapter One Hundred(2/2)

"What happened?"

Zhao Yong was obviously very angry and asked suppressing his anger.

"General, someone framed my young master and slandered Wan'er as a monster. He also sent someone to seriously injure Wan'er in order to discredit my young master and seize the position of the head of the family."

Liu Xia hurriedly cupped her fists and reported back.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Liu Xia, but for a moment, everyone was a little dizzy.

"What a courage!"

Having said this, Zhao Yong glared at Sun Yu fiercely and said, "When I entrusted her to you, you swore to take care of her for the rest of her life. If something like this happens today, what do you do for a living?"

Having said this, Zhao Yong kicked Sun Yu hard.

This kick was not light. Sun Yu rolled several times on the ground after being kicked. She got up in a panic and said: "My grandson knows his crime. His crime deserves death."

When everyone saw this, they probably understood.

As the saying goes, beating means kissing and scolding means loving. Zhao Yong clearly has a bit of hatred for iron.

"A useless thing."

Having said this, Zhao Yong waved his sleeves and walked towards the Sun Mansion.

The people of the Sun family felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They dared not say anything and hurriedly faced Zhao Yong in the front hall.

Sun Jin and his group were all panic-stricken and hurriedly followed them. The appearance of Zhao Yong completely disrupted their plans.

After a while, everyone returned to the hall. It was rare that the Sun family was full today. At this moment, everyone was sitting there, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

The anger on Zhao Yong's face has not yet disappeared. He placed his hands on his knees and sat upright with a solemn look on his face.

But Sun Yu knelt on the ground, silent, not daring to make a sound.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be condensed, and you could hear a pin drop.

"General Zhao, what's going on?"

Sun Lintian is the patriarch of the clan, and this is related to Sun Yu's fate. After waiting for a moment, he couldn't hold his breath, stood up and clasped his fists and asked.

"Didn't your master ever mention it to you?"

Zhao Yong squinted his eyes, as if he didn't like anyone at the moment, and asked sharply.

"The head of my family has not discussed this matter with me and others. I would like to ask General Zhao to clarify."

Sun Lintian said softly.

When Zhao Yong heard this, he felt relieved. After all, the previous head of the family was dead and there was no evidence of his death, so it was up to him to talk nonsense.

"I have given birth to three sons in my life. Have you ever heard of the murder thirty-five years ago, in which my second son Yunxuan was implicated, dismissed from office, and demoted to a slave. This Wan'er is their daughter. My heart is

Unable to bear it, he took Wan'er with him. After he came to the northwest and took office, his granddaughter also grew up.

ren. Because she is the scapegoat, I love her very much. I don’t want her to be a slave like his parents, so I want to find him a good family. It happened that my Wan’er fell in love with her during a night party a few years ago.

I married your eldest son. I thought to myself, two people are in love.

If you are happy with each other, they will fulfill their good deeds. I will marry Wan'er to your young master. However, Wan'er's identity cannot be made public, so I discussed this matter with the head of your family. But I didn't expect that Wan'er would be asked to marry me.

Suffering such pain! Alas, it’s all because of my incompetence!”

After saying this, Zhao Yong sighed with a bit of sadness, and there were tears in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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