New widow

Chapter 175 Visit

"Greetings to the girl." Manager Liu saluted Yan'er respectfully. Yan'er's lips were pursed high. She didn't look at Manager Liu, but at her uncle: "Uncle, look, when are we going in? Look at me. father."

"Girl, everything has been taken care of. You can go in and see Mr. Eleven tomorrow." It was Manager Liu who answered. Yan'er was pampered by her parents and grew up, and her temper was also very bad. She has been pretending for so long these days. Time is so good, after hearing what Manager Liu said, Yan'er looked at Manager Liu: "Did I ask you? Also, we are talking and you are interrupting. Which family's rule is this?"

Manager Liu looked at Yan'er and said with a smile, "It's really my fault. I shouldn't interrupt."

When a person loses his temper, he always has to meet a stubborn person who refuses to bow his head before he can express his anger. At this moment, Manager Liu was so groveling that Yan'er couldn't help but glare at him fiercely and turned away to ignore him.

"Manager Liu, since everything has been arranged, we will definitely arrive on time." The uncle said, breaking the awkwardness. Manager Liu responded and saluted the two of them again before retreating.

"Uncle, why do you have to be so respectful to such a villain?" Yan'er said unconvinced, and her uncle shook his head: "You are still spoiled by your parents."

"My uncle once said back then that I deserved to be pampered by my parents." Yan'er's words made her uncle smile: "Yes, the past is the past."

And today, it’s today again. The uncle looked at Yan'er with some sadness in his eyes. This made Yan'er put away the domineering look on her face and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, did Yan'er do something wrong?"

"You are not wrong." The uncle said firmly. Yan'er looked at her uncle:

"Since I did nothing wrong, why is uncle still so sad?"

"Yan'er, from now on, we have to leave far away and remain anonymous. We can no longer have a surname of Song, let alone mention the word "British Duke". Yan'er's lips opened slightly, wanting to ask why, but Yan'er did not ask after all. , after all, the answer is already obvious.

"Is it because you are worried that I won't be able to find a good in-law? Uncle, I don't have to look for a good in-law." Yan'er's words made the uncle feel sad, but he still said: "It's not because of this, Yan'er, what your father did Son, actually your mother and I are deeply involved."

The implication was deep, and Yan'er's eyes widened in horror. To Yan'er, the person in front of her was a loving elder and someone who would protect her, but Yan'er never thought that one day, they would be implicated in her father's death. in the matter.

"Yan'er, Yan'er." When my uncle saw Yan'er's frightened look, he called her hurriedly. After a while, Yan'er said in a low voice: "This is what you don't want to tell me. ."

"Yes!" At this point, it seemed that there was no need to hide anymore, so the uncle gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, your father did not keep you for you, but for your brother who has not yet been born."

"Except for Heng'er, no one else is my brother." Yan'er raised her head and said with a stubborn expression. The uncle patted her hand: "You are a child after all."

The child's family talks about children, thinking that if he doesn't recognize him, he is not his brother. But what these people care about is not whether Yan'er recognizes him, but whether the Song family recognizes him or not.

As long as Yan'er upholds the Song family's reputation outside, that child will be hers.

My younger brother will be taken good care of.

"I, uncle, why?" Yan'er asked repeatedly, but her uncle just looked at her: "When you grow up, you should know these things. Besides, I am also worried about what you will do when you go to prison tomorrow. Whatever happens, when the time comes, you will be implicated."

"Uncle wants to say that dad is not as good to me as I thought, right?" Yan'er had calmed down at this time and asked such a question. The uncle wanted to say no, but finally nodded: "When you grow up, you should know all this. Yan'er, a long time ago, I knew that the old man was not so kind to us, but we still have to be grateful, because he gave us a way to live. . But as the British duchess said that day, there is a limit to repaying kindness."

Yan'er's tears fell and interrupted her uncle's words. The uncle sighed again: "Okay, just cry in this room. When you get out of the room, you will be the eldest lady of this family again. But you can't do it in front of the servants." cry."

"I know." Yan'er choked and said this, and her uncle's heart couldn't help but soften. After all, she was still a child, only fourteen this year. I remember how happy my sister was when this child was born. What she said at that time was, come and see, you have a niece and you need to find her an aunt as soon as possible.

At that time, my uncle replied in his heart that he couldn't find it. For Master Shiyi's purpose, his uncle also did some very bad things.

However, he still has to protect his sister and let the nephews grow up, so there are some things that his uncle cannot tell his sister. Just smile.

"Sister." Brother Heng asked in surprise. Uncle had already waved to Brother Heng.

The son came over and said, "You guys have to go in tomorrow to see your daddy."

"I've met daddy." That's all Brother Heng said, and his uncle already sighed, thinking about something unpleasant that happened when Brother Heng met Master Eleven.

"Uncle, I am no longer a child." Brother Heng said suddenly when he saw his uncle's brows furrowed. The uncle couldn't help but pat his forehead: "You are all children, but you always like to say that you are no longer children."

"Uncle, don't worry. I know what to say to my father when I see him tomorrow." Yan'er had stopped grieving, wiped away her tears, and said loudly to her uncle. The uncle wanted to give a few more instructions, but he didn't say them out loud, that's it, that's it, that's it. These two children are also pitiable.

The prison was still the same, the light was very dark, and Mr. Eleven had been sitting there in a daze since he had been in court yesterday. Even now, Mr. Eleven doesn't understand where he went wrong. Why did the thing he was about to get disappear in an instant?

In fact, he is still sitting in jail, waiting for the verdict.

"Master." A respectful voice sounded in Master Eleven's ears. Master Eleven raised his head and looked at the people in front of him, an adult and two children. The master himself knows him as his wife's brother, and as for the child, Master Eleven looked at Yan'er: "Who put you in jail?"

"My daughter misses her father very much." When Yan'er saw Mr. Eleven, she wondered how the imposing father in her impression had become like this. He was unkempt and disheveled. He must have lacked good food and clothing. Therefore, when Yan'er bowed and went down, tears had already fallen.

"That's it, that's all, get up."

Master Eleven called his daughter, but looked at his uncle: "You know what happened to me, and you are here to give me a meal?"