Uncle Li sat on the sofa, his old hands leaning on a cane, shaking uncontrollably with extreme anger.

"Li Yanzhou, do you still have me, your second uncle, in your eyes? I shouldn't have let you go out of my way!"

"Didn't your short-lived father teach you to leave a way out before he died?"

Li Yanzhou's expression did not change, but his eyes were sinister and cruel, like a beast ready to attack. No one could guess what he would do next, but everyone felt the suffocating pressure from him.

"Uncle, the only thing I learned from the Li family is not to give anyone a chance to hurt you."

The man stood up and slowly walked towards Uncle Li. His cold voice seemed to have been soaked in ice water, chilling him: "I think Uncle Li should understand this better than me, right?"

The little beast grew up like a wild animal and would bite people if they were not careful. Frightened by his aura, Uncle Li could not help but dodge backwards.

"Let me tell you, before the old man died, he personally handed the dock business to me. You keep interfering with it, do you want him to have no peace in the afterlife?"

As if he had heard some funny joke, Li Yanzhou sneered contemptuously, opened his eyelids lazily, and his eyes instantly shot towards Uncle Li Er like sharp arrows.

"Uncle, you don't think I'm a person who respects the elderly and loves the young."

When Mr. Li died, Li Yanzhou didn't even attend the funeral. Everyone said that Mr. Li's death was related to him, and he felt guilty.

Li Yanzhou didn't explain, but he just scared those who were gossiping so much that they dared not speak again.

"At the beginning, I handed over the port to you as the old man wished, but some people are not clean, so I have no choice but to ask Second Uncle to retire as soon as possible."

Uncle Li used the dock to clean up all the illegal activities. It was only because he was too greedy that he brought this upon himself.

"Uncle, if you don't want to spend your old age in peace, I don't mind handing over some of your things so that you can go in and experience the days of poverty."

"You! Evil beast!" The dragon-headed cane made a loud noise as it hit the floor, making people feel annoyed.

At this time, Zhou Zhu came in quietly.

"Mr. Li, the servants of Li Garden came to report that Miss Shen had no movement after breakfast this morning, and no one responded when we knocked on the door."

Now, it was past lunch time, and the servants were afraid that something might happen, but they didn't dare to open the door, so they called.

Li Yanzhou frowned: "You didn't have lunch either?"

Zhou Zhu nodded.

"Give me the phone."

Throwing the incompetent and furious Uncle Li aside, Li Yanzhou called Shen Zhiyan who was far away in Jiangcheng.

The first call, no one answered.

The man's eyes became increasingly depressed.

The second time, a muffled and soft voice came from the other end of the phone, as if the person was woken up, and a little impatient.

"Hey?"

The coldness in his eyes disappeared the moment he heard the woman's voice.

"Were you sleeping just now?"

"Well, why are you calling me?"

Li Yanzhou sneered: "I'm calling you to have lunch."

Perhaps it was because his tone was too gentle, Mr. Li at the side stomped his cane and looked over.

Li Yanzhou glanced at him coldly, took the phone to the other side and continued talking to Shen Zhiyan.

"Eat before you go to sleep, dear."

I don't know what was said on the other end, but Li Yanzhou laughed softly, in an unspeakably gentle manner.

"Are you a little pig? How can you sleep so well?"

"Okay, it's my fault. The kitchen made your favorite egg custard. If you don't want to go downstairs, ask someone to bring it up for you."

Zhou Zhu, who was standing by, pretended not to hear anything, and when Uncle Li turned around and was about to leave impatiently, he professionally stopped him.

"This is outrageous. He made me, an elder, wait here for him to talk on the phone! Does Li Yanzhou still have respect for seniority?"

Uncle Li's ferocious voice reached Shen Zhiyan's ears through the radio waves, and she was interrupted halfway through her words.

"Do you have anything to deal with?"

"It's okay, just continue talking." Li Yanzhou's tone did not change, but his expression when he looked at Uncle Li Er turned cold, full of warning and impatience.

Shen Zhiyan pondered for a moment, touched her stomach, and said softly: "No more talking, I'm going to eat first."

She paused, and her voice became a little lighter: "You, come back safely."

After all, it sounds like Li Yanzhou's situation in Gangcheng is a bit tricky.

It was just a simple sentence, but it made the man's eyes and brows overflow with a feeling called tenderness, which Uncle Li had never seen in Li Yanzhou in the past twenty years.

I only heard the man on the other end of the phone saying in a gentle voice: "Yanyan, are you concerned about me? Are you missing me?"

Shen Zhiyan pursed her lips and blushed: "No."

Li Yanzhou didn't respond, and kept talking to the other end: "What should I do? It's only been less than a day. Baby, I miss you so much." (I miss you so much.)

A deep, magnetic voice bloomed in her ears, speaking the half-understood Cantonese, penetrating into her heart, trembling, and leading her abnormal pulse throughout her body.

“You work hard!”

Shen Zhiyan threw down a sentence and hung up the phone in a hurry. Her cheeks looked as if they were painted with blush, and they were extremely hot.

"Zhou Zhu, show him off! Send my second uncle to Houhaiwan Garden and take good care of him. Don't let anyone look down on our Li family."

Houhai Bay Gardens, although it sounds nice, is actually a disguised form of house arrest!

Uncle Li was shaking with anger, raising the cane high in his hand, and was about to hit Li Yanzhou on the back. Before Zhou Zhu could make a move, the cane was already caught by Li Yanzhou.

The man was wearing a black suit. He raised his sturdy arms slightly and easily grabbed the crutch. He pulled it effortlessly, and Uncle Li staggered and fell forward.

"Uncle, I'm not a kid anymore."

Uncle Li fell to the cold floor, his cloudy pupils tinged with despair. He looked at the tall back of the man and shouted like crazy: "Beast! Beast!"

"The woman on the phone just now was yours in Jiangcheng? The orphan girl from the Shen family?"

Li Yanzhou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he kicked the crutch on the ground aside. The bloodthirsty corners of his eyes seemed to have murderous intentions: "You'd better not touch her, don't even mention her. Otherwise, I will kill you, grind your bones and scatter ashes, and I won't even give you a funeral."

"Oh! You seem to have inherited your father's love-crazy nature. Why? Are you afraid that she will know?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to be placed under house arrest, Uncle Li lost his mind.

"When Shen Qianming and his wife died, the girl was not yet an adult, right? How old were you then? Uh!" Halfway through the sentence, the person on the ground was kicked hard.

Li Yanzhou was filled with rage and anger, like a beast on the verge of rage. His eyes seemed to want to chop the person in front of him into pieces.

He squatted down, picked up the crutch, pointed the tip of the cane at Uncle Li's stomach and stabbed it hard. His movements were brutal, but his lips were strangely raised, which made people shudder.

"Uncle, hold the cane."

Finally, Zhou Zhu picked up the man with blood spitting from the corner of his mouth and "helped" him out.

When Zhou Zhu came back, Li Yanzhou was sitting on the sofa, motionless. The cigarette between his fingertips was almost burnt out, and the ashtray beside him was already full of cigarette butts.

"Mr. Li, Miss Shen must be unhappy with you smoking so much."

The man seemed to come to his senses after hearing this and put out his cigarette.

Yes, Shen Zhiyan hated the smell of cigarettes. After being with her, he had not smoked for a long time. When he couldn't help it, he would kiss her.

"Reiji won't bring up what happened back then for no reason. Go check all the clues! Catch everyone who's still alive and interrogate them!"

"Yes!"

The eldest son of the Li family died mysteriously that year. Who can tell the truth behind the incident? Is the truth really as the rumors say? And what role did the Shen couple, who died in the same year, play behind the incident?

Shen Zhiyan, even if the truth is like this, don't even think about leaving me.

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