Liang Yuanque's words were sincere. He knew that Mr. Song actually didn't believe in ghosts and gods.
After all, who among the rich has never done a lot of bad things?
He insisted on the housekeeper's matter because he knew that Xiaolian was not killed by a ghost.
But whether Xiaolian will turn into a ghost or not is not up to him.
Mr. Song frowned and seemed to be thinking hard about how to solve the current situation.
After a long time, he spoke to Liang Yuanque with difficulty,
"Sir, could you please take a moment to speak?"
Liang Yuanque nodded, "Of course."
Huang Jingye was worried that Mr. Song would be detrimental to Liang Yuanque, so he asked his two men to follow him, but Liang Yuanque waved his hand and told him not to worry.
Mr. Song's age and reminder that unless he is a peerless expert who hides in the world, he will not pose a threat to Liang Yuanque even if he has bad intentions.
Master Song called him out of the yard and took him to a quiet place.
"Sir, I specially asked someone to go to Yuzhen in the past few days to inquire. I know that you are a powerful person, so I believe you."
Liang Yuanque had a sullen face and said nothing, wanting to see what he would say next.
"I'm not partial to Butler Tong, that's right..."
Mr. Song looked embarrassed, "Let me tell you, the girl from her family is a good friend of mine. With such a relationship, I shouldn't think more about her affairs."
Liang Yuanque raised his hand and interrupted Master Song.
"Okay, in that case, I will tell Mr. Huang when I get back that I don't care about the Song family's affairs. After all, the housekeeper has a close relationship with you. For her, it doesn't matter what happens to your Song family in the future."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
This is the same principle he taught Zhuang Youjie before. If you want others to think that you are indeed a master, you must have a temper.
People are mean at heart, and the more impatient and needy you appear, the more some people will believe you.
Of course, this principle does not apply to every situation and to every person. If you encounter someone with a bad temper and recklessness, he may really slap you.
However, this principle is very applicable to Mr. Song.
Seeing that he seemed angry, Mr. Song immediately chased after him and quickly grabbed him.
"Sir, uh no, master, master, listen to me!"
"If what you said is true, then I definitely can't let Butler Tong affect the future development of our huge Song family."
"As long as you can get rid of the dirty things that our Song family has been contaminated with, I will listen to you in everything."
Liang Yuanque raised his eyebrows and said with a reluctant expression, "Okay, then you have to promise to tell me everything next."
"That's for sure." Mr. Song nodded repeatedly.
Liang Yuan Quexin said, no, is it that simple? Then I will ask you next if you killed Sister Huang, will you tell me?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard someone shouting something loudly nearby. Liang Yuanque suddenly heard it, why did this voice sound like Zhuang Youjie?
From the moment he entered the Song family, Zhuang Youjie knew that Liang Yuanque was going to see the body, so he didn't follow him at all. He had been taking care of Aunt Huang with his cousin.
Liang Yuanque calmed down and listened carefully. This was indeed Zhuang Youjie.
He looked for the sound and found that Zhuang Youjie's face was flushed with anxiety for some reason, and there was sweat on his forehead.
"What's the matter with you? Did you see a ghost?" Liang Yuanque hurried over to greet him.
"No," Zhuang Youjie stopped, put one hand on his hips and fanned himself with the other, "Have you seen Aunt Huang?"
"Aunt Huang?" Liang Yuanque thought for a moment and immediately understood that something was wrong, "Did you lose her?"
"That's not what happened!"
Zhuang Youjie was about to cry, "I was watching him with my cousin just now, and someone passing by mentioned that Sister Huang was dead. The old lady's mood immediately changed, and she clamored to confront the Song family."
"When my cousin couldn't comfort her, she asked me to call Mr. Huang. But I haven't found you yet. My cousin didn't even notice, so she let Aunt Huang run away."
This is really bad. A crazy old lady with such a bad temper may not be able to do anything in the Song family.
Liang Yuanque looked at Mr. Song, "We'll talk about the rest later. Now we have to find our old lady first!"
Mr. Song was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly, "I, I will arrange for someone to find him right now!"
Liang Yuanque and Zhuang Youjie hurried back to the side courtyard and told Huang Jingye the matter.
At this moment, Mr. Huang didn't care about how to deal with the housekeeper, so he asked two men to keep an eye on the mother and daughter, and the others also threw themselves into looking for someone.
The Song family didn't look small, but it couldn't handle so many people. Aunt Huang ran around in the Song family and was quickly found.
At this moment, the old lady somehow found her way into the Song family's kitchen warehouse and turned it into a mess.
Seeing so many people rushing towards her, she raised a fire stick and said fiercely to everyone,
"You bastards, you killed my son and my niece, I'm going to kill you! You deserve retribution!"
It seems that the news of Sister Huang's death stimulated her fragile nerves, and her head became confused again, linking her son's death with the current death of Sister Huang.
The old lady said, pretending to open the fire certificate.
The people present thought it didn't matter at first. What happened to a fire stick? Even if she waved it, at most it would only set her own clothes on fire.
But first, it was Liang Yuanque who discovered something was wrong.
"Wait, is there oil on the ground?"
The floor of the warehouse was wet, and there was a barrel that looked like an oil barrel upside down next to it.
The servants of the Song family took a closer look and immediately exclaimed.
No, this is oil spread all over the floor!
This old lady was so strong that she even knocked over the oil drum.
The oil was poured not only on the ground but also on the wooden pillars and walls of the warehouse.
The Song family's house is basically a wooden structure, and the rooms are very close to each other, especially the small warehouse connected to the kitchen.
If it burns, it will burn to the kitchen immediately. If the kitchen catches fire, the Song family will be on fire!
No wonder Aunt Huang shouted "I want you to die", it turned out that she had planned it long ago.
While shouting something, Aunt Huang was about to open the fire folder.
"Oh, no, no, no!" Master Song yelled. If this was set on fire, generations of the Song family's property would be burned to the ground.
Someone wanted to rush up to stop it, but as soon as someone came forward, Aunt Huang held the fire fold up high and said, "I really ordered it!"
At the critical moment, Liang Yuanque pushed away the crowd, almost rushed over on his knees, hugged Aunt Huang's legs, and
"Mom, what are you doing!"
This "Mother" call made Aunt Huang stunned. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liang Yuanque quickly snatched the fire fold and threw it out. People outside hurriedly picked it up.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard another huge muffled sound in the distance.
Could it be that this old lady got into trouble somewhere else?
