"What are you afraid of? Grandma gives you, just accept it. Can Tangtang dump our Xiaojie in the future?" Lin Youling couldn't see Li Tangshi's refusal?

These two sets of jewelry are really not the most expensive sets in Lin Youling’s jewelry box.

But they are the two best suits for young girls to wear.

The eldest and younger granddaughters once wanted it, but Lin Youling didn't give it to anyone.

Today I specially selected it for Li Tangshi, because I was afraid that when Li Tangshi and his grandson got married, they would give it to him, which would make several granddaughters have ideas and opinions about Li Tangshi.

"Of course not. I like Brother Jie the most. I will never marry anyone except Brother Jie in my life!"

Anyone who questioned Li Tangshi's love and love for Qin Yujie would say this sentence as soon as possible.

It is also what Li Tang poems have been engraved in his mind for both lifetimes.

I didn't have the chance to say it in my previous life.

Nowadays, as long as someone asks or questions, Li Tang's poems must be expressed without thinking.

"That's fine. I just asked you to help my Xiaojie save the things in advance. After that, I decided. Should you take them home tonight or put them in the room here."

Lin Youling was not making things difficult for Li Tang poetry. Anyway, she said these two sets of jewelry were from Li Tang poetry, and then she would only be from Li Tang poetry in the future.

Li Tangshi had no choice but to nod. The two of them chatted for a while, thanked her, put away all the things they gave her before going downstairs.

It was only after going downstairs that I found that Mr. Lu had arrived at the Qin family at some point.

When Lin Youling saw Mr. Lu coming, she made an excuse and took the nanny out to buy vegetables, asked Li Tangshi to stay, and followed Mr. Qin and Mr. Lu into the study.

Mr. Lu felt guilty when he looked at Li Tangshi's old eyes and tears were about to fall out. It was Mr. Qin who was laughing at him that he stopped his emotions.

"Old man Qin, can you stop beating me? I... forget it, Tangtang, today I came here to tell you something about the cause of your father's death."

When talking about the proudest child in his family, his old eyes turned red again.

Mr. Lu didn't even need Li Tangshi's answer, so he started to speak with self-pity: "Child, I'm sorry for your father. Your father died after being betrayed and plotted against him.

Your boyfriend and you, Lu Chen, found some evidence, and only then did you know that your father was betrayed by the people around you.

And your father should have discovered it quite early, but at that time he could not convey such information, so he carved the important information into the small peach pit.

I'm sorry for your father, I'm guilty!"

As he said that, Mr. Lu couldn't help but cry in front of the old and the young.

Li Tangshi didn't even know how to comfort Mr. Lu for a while.

After Mr. Lu cried enough, Mr. Qin said, "Okay, don't scare Tangtang with your old tears. Tell me the key points, don't shout here miserably."

"I'm not crying hard, it's obviously the truth.

OK, I'll talk about the serious business, Tangtang, Grandpa knows you are smart. Can you tell me that you can help you crack these things?"

Mr. Lu took out a handkerchief from his pocket. The handkerchief was a manuscript, full of messy numbers and ancient characters, arranged in disorganized manner.

"I can't tell the difference between this number and an ordinary number. I don't know this ancient text, so how can I crack it?"
Chapter completed!