Bai Wei slightly squinted at Young Master Liu and smiled coldly: "Young Master Liu is so confident, so not only do I know today, I'm afraid everyone present knows that what happened to my father must have something to do with Lord Shangshu."
"Haha, so what if it's relevant, so what if it's irrelevant? Anyway, your father has been the dominant one for so many years, so it's time for a change." Mr. Liu said disdainfully.
The Liu family is too arrogant...
"Huh, Mr. Liu, we all understand what you mean." Bai Weiwei rolled his eyes, flicked his sleeves, and said softly: "As we all know, my father's official position was given by the emperor's order back then. You are like this today.
You are blatantly blaming the Emperor, aren't you?"
When passers-by saw Mr. Liu teasing good women again, most of them retreated far away, leaving only the men to watch.
Hearing what Bai Weiwei said, everyone took a breath.
Anyone who dares to accuse the emperor doesn’t want his head anymore?!
Young Master Liu was furious. He pointed at the fan angrily: "Bai Weiwei, don't talk nonsense. When did I say such things?"
"You didn't say anything, everyone heard it, and everyone's ears are clear. Doesn't Mr. Liu's ears mean what Lord Shangshu meant?" Bai Weiwei stretched out his jade finger and pointed at the circle of people watching: "Who can
How can I guarantee that there is no one from the Emperor here? Maybe the Emperor will know about it in the next second?"
Mr. Liu was a little stunned when he saw him, as if he was stunned.
He continued: "Then, who can guarantee that who, Master Shangshu or my father, can survive to the end? You must know that the camel that dies is bigger than the horse. Don't think that you can get the upper hand just because you have the upper hand. You have to get the upper hand.
It also depends on whether you have the capital..."
Over here, the studio.
A man in a black shirt stood behind a tall man. The tall man had his back to him, and he was faintly exuding a kingly aura.
The faint sunlight shines in through the curtains, adding an endless sense of mystery to the two of them.
Whoosh, a black shadow flashed past, and it was a man dressed as an ordinary person who landed on the ground. If this man were walking on the road, everyone would not care, they would just think he was a passerby, but they did not expect that this man has such high Qinggong.
He stepped forward respectfully and saluted the stalwart man: "See you, Young Master!"
The man waved his hand, indicating that he could speak.
He whispered what was going on on the street, and then retreated carefully and quickly.
The stalwart man still didn't look back, standing there like a mountain.
He said solemnly: "It's inexplicable, go and solve it. Don't let her know for the time being."
The man in black stepped forward, cupped his hands, said, "Yes!" and quickly retreated.
In the room, the stalwart man was still standing there, with his hands clenched behind his back, staring at an ancient painting on the wall, looking like he was meditating or reminiscing.
The man in black walked quickly and reached the place where Bai Weiwei was trapped in an instant.
At this time, Mr. Liu was being choked by Bai Weiwei, and it was not even a matter of arresting her, and even more of not arresting her.
He scratched his head and head angrily, and he didn't know where the folding fan in his hand had been thrown away.
The bustling people on the street also gathered around one after another, and more and more people were watching.
The woman surrounded by the servants was beautiful, graceful, as elegant as a chrysanthemum, with a charming smile on her lips, elegant and proud, as if she had stepped out of the green grass.
Inexplicably squeezed into the crowd, walked up to Bai Weiwei, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, are you okay?"