Luo Yunli didn't know how he walked out of the theater. He was in a daze, a little scared, a little confused, more sad, angry, and ashamed.
On his eighteenth birthday, his grandfather prepared two birthday gifts for him, a car that he had long admired and a set of books.
He chose the car without hesitation, and he didn't even glance at the set of books.
Luo Yunyan just said that the set of books was a set of ancient books, a coming-of-age gift from his great-grandfather to his grandfather! It is a gift for the successor of the Luo family.
Luo Yunyan said that as long as he had some discernment, he would know that the value of that set of ancient books could be worth dozens of cars he wanted.
"Can he do it?"
After Luo Yunli left, a person suddenly appeared on the stage. He was dressed in a Tang suit. He was of medium height, neither fat nor thin. He had white hair, but his face looked young. He looked about fifty.
"Okay, we can only do this first. If we are in the Luo family, there will be people watching every move of the third uncle and the second uncle. Luo Yunli and I have not dealt with each other since we were young, and it is not easy to make people suspicious, and there is no such thing now more choices."
Luo Yunyan stood on the stage and looked quietly at the empty seats under the stage.
"Okay, I will verify the information you gave me as soon as possible. Is there anything else?"
The man folded his hands in front of him, as if waiting for instructions.
"Besides grandpa, does anyone in the Luo family know about your existence?"
"Except for the past heads of the Luo family, no one knows about the existence of the Luo family's artists. Don't worry, young lady."
Uncle Tang didn't know that. Luo Yunyan nodded, looked back and walked towards the audience.
"How many people does the Luo Family Shou artist have? How capable are they?"
After hearing this, the man lowered his eyebrows and smiled, his attitude still respectful, but his tone was a bit flamboyant, "Then it depends on how big the mission is, Miss."
"Check Uncle Tang. In addition, I will order these old workshops to be temporarily closed. After they are closed, I want to know their every move."
"Yes." This young lady looks more energetic than the previous headmaster, Mr. Luo.
I thought the Luo family was going to be lonely, but looking at it now, maybe that’s not the case.
Luo Yunyan turned to look at each other again. In fact, today was the first time they met.
This person contacted her after she took over the Luo family, but she never saw him.
"Don't be too confident. You just said that no one knows your existence except for the past heads of the Luo family. But... I have known for a long time that there are no absolutes in this world!"
Luo Yunyan said, turning around and no longer looking at her, "You said on the last phone call that my grandfather had blocked the investigation that my father was investigating before he was alive, right?"
"Yes!" Did she already know about the Luo family's artist? How do you know? Did Mr. Luo tell her?
It shouldn't be possible.
"After my parents died, did my grandfather ask you to investigate the cause of their death?"
"yes!"
"Did you find out?"
"without!"
Luo Yunyan asked with an expressionless expression, "What can't be found?"
"Halfway through the investigation, the old man stopped."
Luo Yunyan's heart sank, and she slowly closed her eyes. After a moment, she opened her eyes again, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, "Continue checking."
The son he cared about the most died, and he knew it was an accident, but the old man refused to let the investigation be carried out. This meant that he already knew who the murderer was, but he did not take any action after knowing it. This could only be due to two reasons. One was that he killed his parents. The Luo family couldn't afford to offend such people. Grandpa was the head of the family, so he had to endure it to protect the safety of the Luo family. Secondly,...she didn't want to know the outcome.
Grandpa said before he died that as long as she took over the Luo family, he would give her an explanation. Now that the old man is gone, she will find the answer by herself.
"…yes."
Luo Yunyan said no more, picked up her bag and prepared to leave. When she walked to the door, she remembered something and turned around and asked, "What's your name?" It seemed that she had forgotten to ask.
The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Zhang Qingkai, please call me by her first name."
"Remember, descendants of the Zhang family should be trustworthy."
Zhang Qingkai looked at Luo Yunyan intently and didn't know how to react until Luo Yunyan's back disappeared from sight.
Luo Yunyan was actually a bit bluffing.
When she was two or three years old, she was often carried and run by her grandfather. Because she was quiet and small, her grandfather did nothing to avoid him, and she also knew about the existence of the artist.
Although she may not know as much as she shows, she knows how to control her subordinates. In this regard, she should be better than her grandfather.
After leaving the theater, Luo Yunyan felt a little confused.
She originally thought that she could ignore worldly affairs in this life, regardless of the family affairs of these families, but now she has stepped into it again, and it is true that she can't help but things in the world are unpredictable.
Just how deep the Luo family's muddy water was, she had already dropped a pebble to see how big the splash would be.
This time she helped Guyuan Auction House also have this intention.
The thing her dad was investigating before his accident was related to counterfeit cultural relics.
Because the Luo family has mastered many old crafts that have been lost, and these old crafts are very useful for imitating cultural relics and antiques.
Perhaps as her master once said, all causes and effects are determined.
After Uncle Tang returned to the ancient town, he went to a porridge shop he often visited as usual.
But this time, he didn't sit down to drink porridge, but went to the utility room on the second floor.
There was an old man waiting for him in the utility room. His expression was a little anxious when he saw him.
"Could it be a coincidence?"
Uncle Tang pulled open his collar and frowned seriously, "It seems to be so at present, but... I now know that the old man is determined to hand over the Luo family to him. Even the old man doesn't see any problem with this thing. She I just looked at a few things and said they were fake.”
Looking at the broken jade that Uncle Tang pulled out, the old man's face flashed fiercely.
"Because of this bracelet, she now suspects that the death of her parents was not an accident. She even began to doubt the death of the old man. How did the purple smoke get to Guyuan Auction House? Because of this bracelet, it is still pulled out After hearing about Ling Yanmo, she asked me to send the account book over overnight. This girl's mind is too sharp, far better than the old man."
Uncle Tang's voice was low with his hands behind his back. He had his back to the door and his head lowered so that he couldn't see his expression at the moment.
The old man snorted coldly after hearing this, "They are all those short-sighted people. I told them that these things can only be secretly exchanged now. They have to flow into the auction house, but they were discovered in Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan's background is not Simple, you have to tell the old man as soon as possible and ask him to order a temporary stop of the circulation of things in the world, and avoid the limelight first. As for the girl of the Luo family you mentioned... it is true that you can't keep it, but I didn't expect that one of the descendants of the Luo family could pop up. A junior with such ability.”
"This time the matter is more complicated. You should go to the old gentleman in person and ask for instructions before taking action. After all, she is now related to the Xiao family."
"Xiao family? Tang Yinger, what's wrong with you? Why weren't these news reported in time?"
"I underestimated her before and thought it was not enough evidence..."
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Uncle Tang, looked around and said with a strange look: "Tang Yinger, you have entered the Tang family since you were a child and have stayed in the Luo family for decades. Did you not see it or do you have other thoughts? Don't forget it. What the old gentleman hates most is betrayal."
Uncle Tang also sneered, "Don't forget your identity, you are not qualified to preach to me."
After Uncle Tang finished speaking, he turned around and left.
