Chapter 171: Fifty-Seven Hot Little Roses
From the ancestral hall to the main house, it also takes more than ten minutes by car.
Sitting in the car, Wei Ziwei had already calmed down. He thought about it a lot and knew that he might be exposed. He kept reassuring himself, maybe Wei Yuan didn't catch the evidence, no matter what, he couldn't admit it.
Wei Ziwei did a good job in psychological construction, but he didn't expect that the first person he saw was not Wei Yuan, but the half-dead Qin Huanhuan.
At that moment, Wei Ziwei's heart was cold.
Qin Huanhuan was changing to a stupid woman, he knew that something bad would happen!
"Arrangement."
Wan Xu only said two words, and the bodyguard immediately hung Wei Ziwei up, and his feet touched the ground, and he had to exert himself. It's okay for a short time, but for a long time, the whole person's willpower will decrease, which will eventually lead to a collapse.
Wei Ziwei didn't say a word, gritted his teeth, and waited for Wei Yuan to appear.
A moment later, Wei Yuan appeared in a nightgown. Seeing this, Wan Xu and the others didn't dare to breathe, one by one, like a stake that could breathe, trying to reduce their sense of existence.
"Isn't it good for me to take you?" Wei Yuan's tone was unfazed, "It should be said, is that idiot Wei Shu not good for you?" You even want to kill him? ”
Wei Ziwei shivered at Shang Wei Yuan's dark and cold eyes.
He really regrets it now!
"Little, uncle."
He knew he was wrong, and he regretted it.
"Shu?"
Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said meaningfully: "This name is interesting. ”
He chuckled.
It's good that he doesn't laugh, but when he laughs, everyone's legs are weak with fright, and the tip of his forehead and nose are full of cold sweat. Wei Ziwei bore the brunt of the attack, and he was even more frightened, and he couldn't afford to resist at all.
"You still want to be the head of the Wei family? What's the difference between you and those idiots? They can't even put Wei Shu on the table, and they dare to be delusional. ”
Wei Yuan's sneering eyes did not have any pity, only endless indifference, so indifferent that people felt that he was not a human but a great demon king.
Wei Ziwei was completely desperate.
He never imagined that, no, it was everyone who was kept in the dark. Twenty-five years, exactly twenty-five years. They all thought that the sixteen-year-old rebellious Wei Yuan, who only woke up once a year, was actually a simple and simple personality. Wei Shu is the head of the Wei family and the master's personality.
If you open the genealogy, you will find that they have been deceived.
But no one did.
Wei Ziwei finally understood the reason why Wei Shu could be the head of the Wei family. Wei Shu is highly talented and ruthless, but she has a sunny personality. Not only is it a road idiot, but there are many problems, and if you think about it carefully, you are not a perfect heir.
Why is Wei Shu the head of the Wei family?
That's because he's just a sub-personality.
Wei Yuan in front of him is the real powerful person. Pretending to be an ignorant secondary school boy is not right-minded and easy to coax. Qin Huanhuan, that stupid woman, was deceived by him.
Wei Yuan asked in a very good mood: "Figured it out?" ”
Wei Ziwei said hoarsely with a white face, "We were all wrong. ”
"Heh, you are also a meritorious person, it is very good to force me to wake up to watch such a perfect drama and meet such interesting people."
When Wei Ziwei heard this, there was a hint of hope in his eyes, but he didn't expect Wei Yuan's next sentence to send him into the cold pool.
"If your hands and feet are not clean, you don't need to keep them."
Wei Yuan seemed to be saying that the weather was good today. He walked to the door, stopped, and said, "Oh, my brain is not good, so I will deal with it together." Just take the medicine! Otherwise, Wei Shu will definitely lose her temper. ”
Is it Wei Shu who loses her temper, or do you lose your temper?
Others only dare to slander in their hearts, and there will be no more. They don't have the guts, and they don't dare to think about it.
Hua Yao leaned back on the sofa, drowsy, suddenly opened her eyes, glanced at the time, and said strangely: "How long has it been, why hasn't he washed it yet?" ”