Liao Qian thought that what he said was very clear.

It's just that he obviously doesn't understand Lio Jia's brain circuit very well.

"It's not up to you or her to decide whether to refuse or not." The remaining smile on Liu Jia's face disappeared without a trace, replaced by irresistible strength and dictatorship, "Lia is just informing you and not asking for your wishes.

.The thing your sister is most comfortable with is the mallet. This is not impossible, but she must be able to choose the mallet, not just the mallet for her to choose."

Liao Qian felt that this person was being unreasonable and making trouble.

"You can't understand people?"

Lia Jia said: "You can only listen to me."

Liao Qian laughed angrily at these words: "Why are you asking?"

What qualifications does the so-called uncle/uncle who cannot be beaten have to point fingers at his siblings? When they were almost used as food, where did this person die? He was not there at the time, so he can stay away now. Liao Qian is worried

Liao Jia didn't dare to have murderous intention, so he could only stop. He snorted coldly and prepared to stay away from this madman. As soon as he took a step forward with his left foot, a sword was placed across his neck, and the cold blade almost touched his skin.

Liao Qian's anger arose from his heart!

Lia Jia said: "Just because you have to do it."

He used practical operations to tell Liao Qian what it means to choose!

"A choice with room for choice is called a choice, a choice without room for choice can only be called compromise." Liao Jia ignored the other party's expression, which was as gray as the bottom of a pot, and said in a playful tone, "Repaying kindness is my business, you have no right to choose, you can only pay me

Room for compromise.”

They don't need to have any opinions.

How to do it, just listen to what he said.

"I am a brave warrior!"

Isn't killing a Wenxin scribe alone the same as playing?

Liao Jia raised his eyebrows and did not take his threat to heart. Instead, he mocked in a contemptuous and provocative tone: "Try it!"

Liao Qian: "..."

If Liao Qian had some confidence at first, but after seeing Shen Tang silently move a small step towards Liao Jia, he was completely at a loss. Shen Xian Cheng's actions had only one hint - she was with this red-robed monster.

I’m afraid there’s more to the relationship than just the superficial level!

He could only change his strategy and scold Shen Tang in his heart.

If he had known this, he might as well have died in the Cui family!

Liao Qian suppressed her anger: "Didn't you say that my mother was kind to you? Is this how you repay your benefactor's heirs?"

Liao Jia had no intention of putting down the sword.

"She only entrusted your sister to me to take care of her, not you." Faced with the question, not only did she not feel guilty, but she was confident: "You are indeed her heir, but you are still the blood of that man. Your biological father was killed

Her culprit! If you follow me, you are the son of my benefactor. If you don’t, then you are the son of my enemy. Don’t you understand this simple truth?"

Liao Qian: "..."

He said that people in troubled times have mental problems.

I have encountered a mental illness!

Liao Qian endured the throbbing veins on his forehead, and he could really feel the killing intent radiating from Liao Jia's body, so he had to compromise.

"Sister will not agree."

Liao Jia laughed at this and made another explosive statement: "As long as she doesn't want to see your head, I think she will."

Liao Qian: "..."

Suddenly I was curious about the relationship between the red-robed monster and his mother.

Are you sure his mother is kind to him, not hostile?

The effect of his ideological work was acceptable. Liao Jia sheathed his sword and asked Liao Qian to write a letter to call his sister. He said that if he wanted to take the person away, he would definitely take him away. Liao Qian could only accept it unwillingly.

.

When I thought that I was forced to compromise but it was in line with the red-robed monster's fallacies, I felt very angry. This was one of the reasons. Second, the identity of the uncle mentioned by the other party was only one-sided, and the suicide note was true or false.

It also needs to be verified. There is something wrong with his brain that would allow his sister to be taken away by such a person. Promise is nothing but a delaying strategy, but how could a veteran like Liao Jia not guess it?

Liao Qian: "My sister is not young, how can you help her?"

Lio Jia: "This is not something you should worry about."

Liao Qian: "..."

From what I hear, this red-robed monster is doing pretty well.

Lio Jia reminded him quietly: "You'd better not make any crooked ideas. You don't want to experience my methods personally. At that time, I hated your father for being ungrateful to your mother and abandoning your sister like a broken shoe, which led to me

There is no way to bring her out of the inner garden of the palace. Times have changed, and it is not that difficult to take your sister away without your consent. Unless you are as ruthless as your father!"

These words are indeed somewhat ambiguous.

Liao Qian felt mixed emotions in his heart.

My mother is actually a woman from the deep palace? Doesn’t it mean that my sister and I are both from the royal family? Thinking about the many hardships we suffered in childhood, we can’t help but lament the impermanence of the world. What about the royal blood? In troubled times, things may change.

Plate of Chinese food.

From what the red-robed monster said, the other party also coveted his own mother? No wonder, no wonder the other party has such strange logic! He said without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "It's hard to say that a son will follow his father."

The next moment, he felt real murderous intent.

The red-robed monster's eyes clearly stated that he wanted to kill someone. Liao Qian subconsciously took half a step back. The martial energy of his Dan Mansion surged, and his fighting spirit was almost uncontrollable. The red-robed monster's murderous intention was not threatening, but a real desire to kill.

Him. Just because of his echo?

When the two were in a stalemate, Shen Tang intervened.

"This is not a place for negotiation." Shen Tang suppressed Liao Jia's move to draw his sword without leaving a trace, lest he impulsively do something he would regret for the rest of his life, "Sir... well, it is a happy event that you have found the son of an old friend. We should hold a banquet to celebrate.

, it’s all so clear.”

The real Liao Qian is here. It would be awkward for Shen Tang to call the name of the vest that Liao Jia borrowed, and she couldn't call him by his real name, so she could only vaguely pass it by. Liao Jia suppressed her emotions with reason and warned Liao Qian in an indifferent tone: "Same words

, don’t let me hear it a second time. If there is a second time, I won’t care whether you are her son or not!”

He was extremely disgusted by the other half of Liao Qian's bloodline.

This child has really imitated his biological father, and Lio Jia will not give him face.

Liao Qian: "..."

The four of them returned to the government office in silence.

Shen Tang asked the kitchen aunt to cook some dishes that Liao Jia was used to, and arranged more than twenty jars of pure, unadulterated spiritual wine. Just smelling the aroma of the overflowing wine made people feel hazy and drunk. Liao Qian was temporarily fascinated. Forgetting the previous unhappiness, I wanted to curse even more after taking a sip.

Is this spiritual wine the same thing as the monthly spiritual wine?

Exactly the same!

He couldn't help but take two more sips. When he raised his eyes and saw the red-robed monster drinking silently, he couldn't help but ask questions that had been accumulated in his heart for many years.

"Mother, what kind of person is she?"

When Lio Jia came back to her senses, she realized that he was asking herself.

This question stumped him. His memory about that person was so old that it was yellowish and fuzzy, and he couldn't come up with specific words to describe it. Liao Jia said instinctively: "She is a famous person, knowledgeable, intelligent, kind, gentle and not caring." She was decisive and decisive, huh, if she had been a man, or had been born more than twenty years later, there would only be a handful of people in this world who could overpower her."

Liao Qian asked: "Where is your appearance?"

Lio Jia said harshly: "Appearance? I didn't expect that the person who asked such a superficial question would be her son. However, considering what kind of shit your father is, it's not surprising. In the face of absolute talent and talent, appearance is the most important thing." Things that are not worth mentioning. Their ambition is as big as the sky, and their mind is as broad as the earth. There are always those bitches whose eyes can only see the outer skin."

Liao Qian: "..."

Don't forget to scold his biological father in three sentences.

It seems that the biological father whom he has never met is indeed not a human being.

"I asked her what she looked like just to see her. When I think of my mother in the past, I only have a blank face in my mind."

Everyone has a mother, and naturally he and his sister also have one.

Liao Jia was silent for a moment.

He spoke softly: "I will draw a portrait for you later."

Liao Qian became more and more sure that the red-robed monster had different feelings for his mother, and he didn't know whether to sympathize with him or laugh at him. Liao Qian asked about the identity of his parents again, but Liao Jia didn't want to answer. At this time, Cui Mi intervened: "Recently In the past fifty years, there have been four royal families with the surname Liao in the southwest, each from different branches. But to match Zun Guang's age, there should be only two countries."

The two countries were originally one, but they were divided into two due to internal fighting among their heirs. Soon after, they were destroyed one after another. They were said to be royal families, but they were actually two small countries. Based on Liao Jia's dressing habits and the few words he revealed, Cui Mi was basically sure. .

Liao Qian silently wrote it down and prepared to check it out.

Liao Jia glanced at him lightly.

"Does Cui Erlang have something he loves?"

This question was so abrupt that Liao Qian didn't understand why. Cui Mi smiled stiffly. He knew that Liao Jia was warning him not to talk too much.

Liao Jia smiled sarcastically.
To be continued...