The last time Mr. Zhao got sick, Ye Lan faintly noticed that something was wrong.
That kind of colorless and odorless poison should not appear in the world.
At least it shouldn't be used on an old man like Mr. Zhao.
Now that I think about it, this poison most likely came from the cultivation world.
In other words, the Zhao family had an unclear relationship with the cultivation world from the beginning.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the two took a taxi and went straight to the Zhao family villa.
Along the way, Zhao Xiaoya kept dialing Mrs. Zhao's phone number.
But has been unable to get through.
She said with some worry: "Although grandpa only contacted me once or twice a month, he never failed to answer the phone!"
"Maybe he is sleeping?" Ye Lan comforted.
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head with serious eyes, "No, even though grandpa is old, he never goes to bed so early!"
Ye Lan remained silent and said nothing more.
Obviously, something happened to the Zhao family again.
As soon as the car drove outside the villa, he saw two strong men standing at the door of the villa.
The two of them obviously didn't know Zhao Xiaoya. The strong man wearing sunglasses raised his palm and said coldly: "Stop, private villa, please don't trespass!"
Zhao Xiaoya raised her head and said angrily: "I am Zhao Xiaoya! Why don't you let me in?"
The two strong men looked at each other and frowned.
"Uncle Fu! Uncle Fu!"
Zhao Xiaoya shouted loudly towards the villa door.
Soon, the middle-aged butler Fu Bo poked his head out of the door.
The moment he saw Zhao Xiaoya, his eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.
"Open the door quickly, Xiaoya is the granddaughter of the old man!"
The two strong men hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly opened the door.
Ye Lan on the side narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.
Something is wrong.
Logically speaking, the housekeeper is in charge of the entire villa.
But the two security guards were obviously hesitant about his order, so Uncle Fu had to explain Zhao Xiaoya's identity.
"Uncle Fu, is the old man in good health?" Ye Lan asked with a smile.
Uncle Fu lowered his head and said with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth: "Thanks to you, the old man's health is still quite good!"
"Then why didn't grandpa answer my call?" Zhao Xiaoya interrupted him doubtfully.
A trace of helplessness flashed in Fu Bo's eyes, "The old man has been extremely sleepy recently and has to sleep for at least twelve hours a day!"
As he spoke, he led the two of them into the villa.
Compared with last time, the villa was obviously deserted this time. In the huge hall, there was only one servant cleaning the room.
The three of them went upstairs and went straight into Mr. Zhao's room.
Zhao Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her grandfather lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
Although the old man had his eyes closed, his face looked good.
Uncle Fu sighed and said, "Since Dr. Ye's last treatment, the old man has been in good health both physically and mentally, but he has gradually become sleepy!"
Ye Lan walked to the bed and asked, "Have you checked it?"
"I checked it and they said it's fine!" Fu Bo said.
Ye Lan smiled, stretched out his hand and gently touched Uncle Fu's wrist.
Immediately afterwards, his pupils shrank, and when he was about to speak, the door was pushed open.
A middle-aged woman came in with two glasses of water. Uncle Fu frowned slightly, but remained silent.
The woman smiled at Zhao Xiaoya, "Is this Xiaoya? I often hear the old man mention you!"
Zhao Xiaoya looked at her doubtfully, "Who are you?"
"Just call me Aunt Chen. I'm currently in charge of life in the villa!"
As she said that, she looked at Ye Lan again, "Who is this?"
"Aunt Chen, I am Xiaoya's boyfriend!" Ye Lan said first.
Zhao Xiaoya's face turned red, but she did not argue.
Aunt Chen nodded, picked up the water glass, and said with a smile: "The old man needs to rest. If you are okay, go back early!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people changed.
Although Zhao Xiaoya has left the Zhao family long ago, the blood of the Zhao family flows in her body.
How dare a servant say such a thing?
Uncle Fu's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "Xiaoya is the granddaughter of the old man!"
Aunt Chen nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Zhao Xiaoya with a smile.
"Let's do this, I'll give you 20,000 yuan a month for living expenses!"
She had the attitude of a master and spoke softly as if giving alms.
Uncle Fu wanted to say something else, but when she glared at him, he was immediately speechless.
Zhao Xiaoya's face was red and she was about to argue, but her wrist was pulled.
Ye Lan took a step forward and said coldly: "Who are you?"
With a smile on her face, Aunt Chen said bluntly: "My little friend, are you a little angry? Is it because your wish to become a son-in-law of a wealthy family has failed?"
"I know exactly what you want. Go back, otherwise everyone will look bad!"
Ye Lan smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled a chair to sit on.
"Are you driving us away so urgently because you don't want us to discover the truth about the old man being poisoned?"
"Grandpa was poisoned again?" Zhao Xiaoya's eyes widened.
Fu Bo was even more stunned.
Aunt Chen's smile finally disappeared, and her eyes gradually became cold.
"Kid, do you think the old man is dying and want to help your little girlfriend get the inheritance?"
"If you leave now, you can still look decent, but if you wait later, it will be difficult!"
Uncle Fu stared at her, "Mr. Chen, is it really poisoned?"
Aunt Chen's expression did not change, "Uncle Fu, as soon as you are old, you will be in trouble. How did you achieve the position of housekeeper?"
After saying that, he coldly placed the two glasses of water on the table, opened the door and left.
Zhao Xiaoya's pupils shrank and she asked in disbelief, "Uncle Fu, why is this woman like this?"
Fu Bo smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly.
"Since the last incident of the master being poisoned came out, my wife used the excuse that the servant was unclean and changed everything inside and out!"
"If the master hadn't insisted, I might have been replaced too!"
"Auntie brought all this on?"
"That's right, so the management in the villa has been very strict recently."
Fu Bo said with some dissatisfaction.
"Why didn't you see Zhao Lin and Zhao Xiaoyang?" Ye Lan suddenly asked.
"My master is not in good health anymore, and my wife said that we should take advantage of now to expand the power of the Zhao family!"
"Mr. has been busy integrating the Zhao family's industries recently. As for Xiaoyang... he is preparing to become the underground emperor of Beichen!"
Ye Lan's pupils shrank.
The thoughts in my mind gradually became clear.
A family like the Zhao family has no need for underground forces. The only explanation is that it has other purposes.
"By the way, I didn't see Madam last time. Is she often away from home?"
Fu Bo nodded, "Madam has always been like this. She is a senior appraiser and travels at least half of the year!"
"However, she has been in Beichen recently, but I don't know what she is busy with!"
After sighing, Fu Bo said again: "You'd better go. When the master wakes up tomorrow, I will let him contact you!"
"It's too late!" Ye Lan said coldly.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xiaoyang suddenly pushed the door open.
Seeing Ye Lan and the two of them, his brows furrowed sharply.
"Ye Lan? What are you doing here?"
His attitude was cold, completely opposite from last time.
"Zhao Xiaoyang, can't I come and see grandpa?" Zhao Xiaoya said.
"You, a woman who has been expelled from the Zhao family, what qualifications do you have to return to the Zhao family?"
Zhao Xiaoyang said unceremoniously.
Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed an unusual aura from the other party.
murderous look!
Zhao Xiaoyang has blood on his hands!
