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Chapter 989 What identity?
Fang Shunian frowned: "If there is anything else you haven't said, tell me all of it!"
"Father, I doubt, did Wen Ruilang send someone to do it? After all, it is they who are in conflict with us today. That Murong Lingran, at first glance, is not a stubborn temperament, but also very strong, and his mother humiliated their family like that. , she certainly won't let it go."
Fang Shunian was startled, thinking about what happened during the day, he gradually calmed down, and began to analyze: "That is a little girl, I heard that she is only eleven years old, so she should not be so courageous. And it's not just their family who offended your mother today. , as well as the Rong and Wei families, and the masked son."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFang Hongmao said: "I have offended the Rong and Wei families before, and there are things more ruthless than this time, but we are brothers after all. They did it secretly. And what those assassins said, obviously they didn't treat us as a family. They could even set fire to kill the whole family. They could never be the Rong and Wei families. If they really did it, If an incident happens, the future of the two families will be over."
"So you only suspect Wen Swiss francs?"
"That's right."
Fang Shunian shook his head: "It can't be Wen Ruilang, you don't know yet, the wounds on your body are exactly the same as those on your second brother, even the depth of the position is the same, there is absolutely no way Wen Ruilang has that kind of capable person around. He is a cripple, how could there be such capable people around him working for him! Moreover, they are still charged with crimes, and now they are in the stage of re-examination, and it is impossible to cause trouble. "
Fang Hongmao said in a tangled manner: "Father, then there is only the boy wearing the mask."
Fang Shunian nodded: "I doubt him too."
Fang Hongmao said excitedly: "That must be him, I can see it in the Hou Mansion today, he has a very good relationship with Murong Lingran, and he has been helping her, he must have sent someone to teach her a lesson. us."
Fang Shunian recalled what happened by the river in the daytime, and suddenly his expression tightened: "I think it's not just this reason."
"What else could be the reason?"
"You forgot why your mother was beaten by your grandfather?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The reason?" Fang Hongmao thought for a moment and said, "It's because she offended that young master."
Fang Shunian nodded: "Yes, your mother was beaten after offending that young master. You know, your grandfather never beat your mother even if he was angry again. At that time, Wei Jingxuan even wanted to be right. Your mother drew her sword to face each other. He also said that he was under His Majesty's order to protect the young master. What is Wei Jingxuan's identity, but His Majesty's commander of Xuanwu Guard is also His Majesty's personal bodyguard. The person who can protect him, you say that Young master, what kind of identity will it be?"
Fang Hongmao said indifferently: "Father, have you thought about it too much, can that son still be a relative of the royal family?"
Royal relatives?
Fang Shunian recalled the height of the man wearing the mask, and he was startled suddenly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat instantly, his legs were weak and he was about to fall to the ground.
Butler He saw this and hurriedly supported his body, so that he did not lose face in front of his son.
stabilized his mind, the same thing happened again, he had to sit on the edge of the bed.historical