Lu Mian was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat, but he still argued, "That's even more impossible. Although the young lady is young, she has endured three years of strict discipline. How could she be so upset because of your punishment of kneeling in the ancestral hall? There must be a misunderstanding."

Di Guanwei was silent for a moment, his old face tense, but when he thought about it, it was true that no one knew better than him how harsh and severe the severe training and punishment were.

The little girl had survived for three years, so how could she be so upset because of a sentence about kneeling in the ancestral hall?

If you think about it more deeply, this matter obviously does not stand up to scrutiny, but it is too early to draw any conclusions now. We can only wait and see after the people are rescued.

"Second Young Master, it's the Second Young Master." Suddenly, someone in the noisy and chaotic crowd shouted excitedly.

Di Guanwei and Lu Mian's hearts sank at the same time, and they raised their eyes eagerly to look into the distance.

In the blazing fire, a tall and straight figure was holding Mo Lan and stumbling like a headless fly.

He bumped into this, bumped into that, and then fell to his knees...

This was followed by a dull, miserable groan, suppressed and painful.

Because the fire was so fierce, the ground was already scorched by the high temperature. When Di Tao fell to his knees, his skin instantly burned with a sizzling sound, and his handsome face twisted in pain.

Di Guanwei looked at his twisted facial features from afar, and his cold heart was slightly moved.

He is obviously not a member of the Di family, but he rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation to save the only blood of the Di family. What was he thinking? Was he really not afraid of losing his life in the fire?

Beep, beep.

The sirens pierced the night sky, and more than a dozen fire trucks came speeding over, their tires making a whirring sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Countless high-pressure water guns sprayed out, like a roaring water dragon, rushing towards the raging fire.

The rapid water sprayed from high above and poured into the sea of ​​fire, instantly turning the extremely difficult rescue situation around.

Di Tao rushed out, completely wet and in a state of disarray. He stumbled in front of Di Guanwei, exhausted, his voice hoarse and hoarse from the burns. "Father, save Mo Lan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fainted.

hospital.

The rescue lasted for three hours before Di Tao and Mo Lan finally survived the critical period.

Di Guanwei felt relieved only after receiving the definite result that their lives were no longer in danger.

He let out a long breath and called Lu Mian, who was still following the fire scene at the Di family. "What's going on? Is the fire under control?"

"We've already apprehended the master. I'm going to have someone clean up the scene now. How are you doing? Are the Second Young Master and the Young Miss in good health?"

"They're fine for now," Di Guanwei replied, then added, "Don't move in the ancestral hall until I come back."

Lu Mian: “…”

It was too late to say anything because the call was hung up.

Di Guanwei quickly returned to the Di family. Looking at the towering gate of the ancestral hall that was now burned and blackened, his eyes were gloomy and cold.

I hope it's not what he thinks.

Walking in and looking at the messy offering tablet, Di Guanwei felt as if more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at him fiercely and sinisterly, accusing and scolding him.

As the highest authority in the Di family, he can't even protect the Di clan ancestral hall. He is a waste.

"Master, I just checked here and there's nothing unusual. I guess..."

Before Lu Mian could finish his words, Di Guanwei picked up an apple from the tablet, which made his breathing heavy and stagnant.

It is impossible for the apple on the offering table to fall into the tablet for no reason, and from the fact that the tablet was knocked over, it is clear that this must have been man-made.

But when the incident happened, only Di Tao and Mo Lan were in the ancestral hall. It was too obvious who was so disrespectful to the ancestors of the Di family.

But that little girl was too rebellious. Even if she was dissatisfied with his punishment, she shouldn't have joked about the Di family's ancestral hall.

Fortunately, the fire didn't burn all the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall, otherwise...

Di Guanwei himself didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if the fire spread to the hall and burned everything. He would probably go crazy.

"Take it for fingerprint identification." Di Guanwei handed the apple in his hand to Lu Mian.

Lu Mian took it without breathing, nodded, turned around and left the ancestral hall.

After the fire, the ancestral hall was dead silent. Di Guanwei personally straightened and leveled the tablets one by one. When he touched a tablet with a corner burned, his heart bled.

His eyes followed the burnt corner of the tablet and saw a blazing incense stick scattered around. His aura suddenly turned cold.

Mo Lan, could it really be her who did this?

Putting on disposable gloves, he picked up the scattered incense sticks one by one, then made a phone call, "Do something for me, keep it secret from Lu Mian."

The next day.

In the bright ward, Di Tao woke up. Seeing him awake, Qiu Tai called out anxiously, "Second Young Master."

Di Tao frowned and looked around the room. Seeing that he was the only one there, he forced himself to sit up and asked in a low voice, "What's going on now?"

Qiu Tai: "Everything is going according to your plan, Second Young Master, but I'm afraid Lu Mian won't be content."

Di Tao sneered, "What we want is for him to be restless. Otherwise, how can we break his father's trust in him?"

Qiu Tai was a little anxious. "Second Young Master, it was just you and the young lady in the ancestral hall at the time. If Lu Mian succeeds in tampering with the fingerprint identification, the situation will be very unfavorable to you. I'm afraid they will directly point to you as the arsonist. Are we really not going to do anything?"

It was well known that Lu Mian's heart leaned towards Mo Lan, so Qiu Tai was worried.

Compared to his worries, Di Tao was very calm and composed. "No need to worry. His influence in the Di family is beyond our ability to resist. If we are not careful, we might end up making things worse and fail."

"What should we do then? Are we just going to let him throw dirty water on you?"

Di Tao scoffed, "Of course not. Don't forget we still have an ace up our sleeve. It won't be that easy for him to touch me."

Hearing this, Qiu Tai slapped his head and said, "Yeah, how could I forget about the master's appraisal team, Second Young Master, it's a good thing you prepared in advance, otherwise..."

"Walls have ears." Di Tao interrupted him, his eyes gloomy and fierce.

Qiu Tai held his breath and dared not say another word.

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