I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

In the height of July, the loudest sound was not the chirping of cicadas, but Fu Jiaming's screams.

There are no secrets in the celebrity circle. A few hours later, all the prominent families in Lian City got the news that the youngest son of the Fu family had his legs broken by the order of the old man of the Shen family, and even the old man's dentures were not spared.

The courtyard halfway up the mountain is Su’s residence.

The 19th century American style is retro and grand, and a nearly three-meter-high crystal gilded chandelier hangs on the curved dome of the main hall.

Su Jingliu was wearing a Western-style short-sleeved shirt and holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

"That old bastard Fu Lingnan is such a jerk that he only cares about food and not about punishment. Why would he mess with the Shen family for no reason? Ever since the death of his son, that old bastard from Shenzhuang has been a vegetarian and a Buddhist. He even gives in to me, but how dare the Fu family? They're really going backwards. If I lose face, I might as well put my other foot in the coffin."

The old man of the Su family has a big white slicked-back hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and is energetic, with an old-money British style. He curses people slowly and with the arrogance of an old-fashioned aristocrat.

Butler Su smiled. He could remain calm in the face of his grandfather's sharp tongue even when the sky was falling.

Su Jingliu leaned back against the sofa and crossed his legs. "Eh? What did Fu Lingnan do after he went back?"

Housekeeper Su said, "Mr. Fu has invited the best orthopedic surgeons in Lian City to the Fu family mansion."

Su Jingliu shook his head with a look of disdain, "It's all nonsense. How can the leg that Shen Zhuang broke be cleaned up?" Su Jingliu became more excited, "Come on! Give Shen Zhuang a call and make an appointment."

"..."

Is this old man just watching the fun and not minding the trouble?

Butler Su did as he was told, took out his cell phone from his pocket, skillfully dialed a number, and then replaced it with both hands.

When the call was connected, Mr. Su spoke calmly and in a familiar tone, "Hello? Old Shen, are you coming out to play chess tonight?"

"Master Su, it's me, Shen Zhi."

Su Jingliu had expected Shen Zhuang not to answer the phone, but he still pretended not to know, "Why is it you? Where is your grandfather?"

Shen Zhi, "I'm really sorry, but it's not convenient for the old man to answer your call now."

"Inconvenient?" Su Jingliu changed his hands and leisurely picked up the coffee. "Why is it inconvenient? Whose legs are you trying to break?"

"beep--"

The call was suddenly disconnected and turned into a busy tone.

"You're so rude." Su Jingliu looked up and pointed at his phone, scolding Butler Su beside him. "Did you see that? The Shen family is taking the brunt of this old man Shen. He has no manners at all."

Butler Su smiled.

Su Jingliu thought about it, and his fingers smoothly pressed the keys to type and dial another number.

"Hey! Lao Zhou!"

The person on the other end of the phone said indifferently, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. I just pulled you off the blacklist three days ago. If you keep talking rudely this time, don't call me anymore."

"Ah~" Su Jingliu said in a pretentious tone, "You're almost sixty years old, how come your mind is smaller than the eye of a needle?"

Mr. Zhou, "If you have to fart, just fart."

Old Master Su frowned, put down his coffee, and said with a look of disgust, "Don't be so harsh. I asked you to play basketball, do you want to go?"

Mr. Zhou, “I’m busy.”

"Tsk!" Su Liu tutted, "Have you heard about the Shen and Yao families?"

Mr. Zhou asked, "What's the matter? I'm busy with my family affairs every day, so how can I have time to worry about other people's affairs?"

Su Liu saw through it but didn't say anything. "Is that so? I originally wanted to talk to you about it after getting the first-hand information, but since you don't have time, then..."

"Hey, hey! Where are we playing basketball tonight? The usual place?"

"old place."

Su Jingliu hung up the phone and threw it to Butler Su, then picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading.

In the Political Times column, the front page featured a close-up of Yao Jun looking righteously into the camera.

That impassioned statement did have some effect, and the public outcry was not as strong as it was at the beginning. They were probably waiting for the final decision of the Supreme Court.

Suddenly, a dark light flashed across Su Jingliu's eyes. He pointed at the list on the newspaper and asked, "What is the origin of this person?"

Butler Su went forward to check, Yu Siwen.

After a quick mental search, Butler Su selected the important information and replied, "We've investigated this person, and his resume is very clean. Old man, is there anything wrong with him?"

It's just clean, but it's still not good enough compared to other candidates. Butler Shen doesn't understand what's so worthy of his grandfather's attention about this person.

Su Jingliu pondered for a moment and pointed at Yu Siwen's name, "Get all the information about this person, no matter how big or small."

Butler Su was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, "Yes."

Su Jingliu stared at the newspaper with his thoughts wandering. If he remembered correctly, this person's support rate was not high before. How come he suddenly became so popular?

Which of these bigwigs who control the core of A's domestic economy doesn't know this? Capital is the key to everything. This Yu Siwen is definitely not as simple as he seems. There must be someone behind him.

"grandfather……"

At this moment, a young girl walked down the gilded two-way spiral staircase. She had a delicate baby face and sideways bangs, looking very cute.

Su Jingliu immediately put down the newspaper and saw that she was holding a bag with a caring look on her face, "Miaomiao, are you going out?"

Su Miao nodded and said, "Ask Zhou Qishan to go shopping. That idiot always likes to go out in the hot weather."

Su Jingliu couldn't help but laugh. He knew that his granddaughter was close to the little girl from the Zhou family, so he didn't care and waved his hand, "Go ahead. Buy whatever you want. If your pocket money is not enough, call Grandpa."

Su Miao nodded, and just as she turned around she was suddenly called again.

"Miao Miao, I saw you and that girl from the Shen family seemed to have a good relationship. Why haven't you ever made plans to hang out together?" Old Master Su said, his face suddenly enlightened. "Are you forming a clique?"

Su Miao was speechless, her porcelain-white baby face stern. "Grandpa, Jiang Huashan's brain has been lost. She's so stupid, I really can't help her. Besides, she's always been begging me and Zhou Qishan for help. I never said she was my friend."

Su Jingliu didn't believe it. "I heard that your Grandpa Shen dotes on her. How could such a person be so stupid?"

Su Miao thought about it and said, "Maybe Grandpa Shen has unique taste and likes stupid things."

"..." Su Jingliu was at a loss for words. "Who would say that about a classmate? Didn't Grandpa tell you to spend more time with her? Next time, invite her over and let Grandpa take a look."

Su Miao refused without thinking, "No, I don't like her and don't plan to be friends with her, so I don't plan to associate with her."

"..." Su Jingliu's eyes widened, "Grandpa won't listen anymore?"

Su Miao nodded, and said the hardest words with the cutest expression, "I won't listen. Grandpa, if you want to see her, go to our school yourself. Anyway, I don't like her now, so I won't help you make an appointment with her."

"What nonsense!" Su Jingliu glared at the girl unhappily. He had only heard about the feud between the Shen and Fu families, and suddenly became curious about Shen Zhuang's adopted granddaughter, but not so curious that he would go to school on purpose.

Su Miao looked Su Jingliu up and down, like an adult. "Grandpa, you are the most cunning person. I won't be fooled. Although I don't like Jiang Huashan, I won't take her home like a commodity or a pet just because you are curious. So, please give up."

Butler Su's eyelids twitched. In the Su family, only Miss Miaomiao dared to speak to the old man like this, and the old man would not get angry.

Su Jingliu held his forehead and waved his hands helplessly, "..."

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