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

Finally, Shen Zhuang decided that three days later, the fourth son Shen Rang would personally send Jiang Huashan and Fu Suier to Xiangying.

After a long day of activity, Shen Zhuang was exhausted. He briefly explained a few things and took Shen Guiling back to rest. Considering that it was getting late and it would be inconvenient to walk on the mountain road at night, Shen Zhuang specifically asked everyone to stay overnight.

As soon as the old man left, the Shen family members dispersed in groups of three or four. Shen Qian's career was not going well and he was not in a good mood. He greeted everyone for a few words and went back to rest.

Shen Yuan was still wondering what the old man's look just now meant when Shen E stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "Second brother, did you see that?"

Shen Yuan took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What do you see?"

Shen E said with a look of reproach on her face, "Second brother! Why didn't you take what I said to heart? Didn't you see it just now? The old man treats A Ling differently. That's why you should keep your child close to you. Don't blame me for not reminding you, because it will be too late to regret it later."

Shen Yuan paused for a moment, then put on his glasses as if nothing had happened. "Okay, you don't have to worry about this."

"Eh!" Shen E wanted to say something else, but Xiao Qi grabbed her and shook his head calmly.

Shen Che and Shen Rang came out of the main hall and headed towards Dongyuan. Such a big thing had happened, and they would feel uneasy if they didn't go and take a look.

*

On the other side, Shen Guiling had just been sent back to the Bamboo Garden by Shen Zhi when Zhao Ping came to meet him.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Shen Guiling understood and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ping, "Master A Ling, the master wants to see you."

They were all living under the same roof. If Shen Qian really wanted to see her, he could just come directly. He asked Zhao Ping to pass on the message because he obviously didn't want anyone to know.

Shen Guiling didn't react much, and asked calmly, "Where is he?"

Zhao Ping pointed to the next door, "Chrysanthemum Garden."

Shen Guiling's eyes moved slightly, he nodded, turned around and left the bamboo garden again.

The Chrysanthemum Garden is taken care of every day, but it is locked at night. When Shen Guiling walked outside the gate, he found that the lock had been opened.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly opened the gate.

Although it was late at night, the moonlight was still there, the roses were drooping, and the roses were blooming. The flower garden and embroidered building that came into view looked like a fairy castle in a fairy tale.

The summer breeze blew and he smelled the fragrance of flowers.

There was a figure in front of the courtyard, who had been waiting for a long time.

"A Ling." Shen Qian walked out from the shadows.

Shen Guiling stepped forward and said, "Dad."

Shen Qian patted his shoulder with a hint of approval in his eyes, "Not bad, very well done."

He saw it all in the front hall just now. The old man trusts Shen Guiling quite a bit.

Shen Guiling smiled and said, "I didn't do anything. Grandpa is a good person."

Shen Qian didn't know if it was okay, so he said softly, "I heard that you were there when the Fu family caused a big disturbance in Qin Garden today?"

Shen Guiling nodded, "I happened to go to the old man to learn from him, it was fate that brought us together."

Zhao Ping had already told him what had happened. Shen Qian didn't care about such trivial matters and asked briefly, "A Ling, what on earth did the Fu family do to anger the old man?"

This matter can be hidden from others but not from Shen Qian. The old man has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. If the Fu family only made trouble in Shen Garden, Fu Jiaming would not have had his legs broken. So the old man must be hiding something?

Shen Guiling didn't hesitate. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Dad, the mastermind behind the Jinshan land sale case is not the Yao family, but the Fu family."

Shen Qian was stunned. Even though he had experienced countless storms and waves, he was still frightened by the news before him. "Don't say such things casually. Who spread it? Is there any evidence? Did the old man believe it?"

Shen Guiling thought for a moment and told Jiang Huashan what had happened while she was hiding in the tea cabinet and eavesdropping.

Shen Qian's face was solemn as he muttered to himself, "File No. 49?"

Like everyone else, Shen Qian did not suspect Jiang Huashan. She was just a child and could not tell such a lie, so it must have been the Fu father and son who let the secret slip.

*

At the same time, at the Taile Club in Lian City.

A group of teenagers were laughing and chatting, arm in arm. The waiters and caddies passing by stood against the wall from a distance, fearing that they would block the young masters' way.

Among these young masters, the one in the center is the most eye-catching. He is tall, has short, messy hair, and wears a pigeon-blood red diamond on his left ear.

The boy was looking at his phone with his head down, his steps carelessly paced, but almost everyone was trying to keep pace with him.

"Ayu." The baby-faced boy next to him bumped into the boy's arm.

The young man looked up, revealing an overly handsome face. His thin, upturned almond-shaped eyes were sharp and unruly, making him look like a playful and heartless person.

Baby Face pointed to the glass court not far away and said, "Look there."

Shen Qingyu raised his eyelids, his eyes suddenly showing a hint of interest, "Let's go and take a look."

Over there in the stadium.

Yao Zilei was teaching a girl how to hold her racket. The girl was obviously resisting, but she couldn't get away from him. After a few tugs, Yao Zilei became bolder and bolder. He placed his hands on the girl's hips and pushed them forward, his face serious. "Hey! That's right! Hip thrust!"

Many people around who were watching the fun started to make a fuss, regardless of the girl's expression of wanting to cry.

One of the young men, dressed in designer clothes, picked up an empty bottle and threw it at Fu Zilei. "Young Master Yao is so thoughtful, why don't you teach us one too?"

Yao Zilei laughed and scolded, "Get out of the way."

The girl who was surrounded was so angry that she pushed Yao Zilei away and said, "Thank you, I...I don't want to learn anymore."

Yao Zilei's face darkened instantly, and the people who were making a fuss nearby laughed even harder when they saw this.

The girl panicked, not knowing what to do, and instinctively wanted to run.

Yao Zilei grabbed the girl's hand and forcibly pulled her back, his face gloomy. "Damn it! Who do you think you are? I'm teaching you and you dare not learn."

The young master who threw the water was just enjoying the fun, saying sarcastically, "Young Master Yao, be patient. Don't scare our school beauty. Hey! Qingwen, that's enough. This guy has a bad temper."

Qingwen's face turned pale and she was so scared that tears were about to come out.

Yao Zilei roughly held her in his arms, held her hand and swung the racket, but at the moment of swinging, he deliberately lifted her skirt.

Qingwen screamed in fright and subconsciously let go of the racket, which flew out and broke with a snap.

Yao Zilei frowned and said unhappily, "What's going on? Do you know how much this racket of mine costs?"

Qingwen was angry and aggrieved, but she didn't dare to confront him. She got up and explained in a low voice, "I didn't mean it."

Yao Zilei shrugged. "Okay! Even if it's half, that's 150,000."

Qingwen was stunned and couldn't believe it. "Why is it so expensive?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

Someone said sarcastically, "Young Master Yao, the school beauty said you are blackmailing someone."

Yao Zilei was so angry that he laughed, "Do you want someone to inspect the goods? Sister? I'll teach you how to inspect..."

As he said this, he reached out again to drag the person away.

"call out--"

Just then, a sound of wind whistling past.

Yao Zilei was upset after being hit by a lemon-colored tennis ball, his brain stopped working, and he fell to the ground.

The incident happened so suddenly that no one around reacted.

After a short pause, Yao Zilei covered his hill-like lump with his hands, furious, "Who?!"

"Your dad."

A group of people came uninvited. The young man walking in front was holding a tennis racket in his hand and laughing arrogantly.

……