The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

"Here you come? Okay, okay, open the door and let it go!"

"Remember, don't say a word unless they ask you!"

After Liu Chuanfeng finished speaking in a panic, he turned to look at his father, and said in a trembling voice, "Dad, the Zhou family is here."

"Walk."

Liu Wentao took a sip of tea, his words were concise, but his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

A few drops of light green tea fell on the ground along the rim of the cup.

The father and son walked out of the mansion and stood nervously by the side of the road, their waists bowed slightly.

In the distance, a black car slowly approached.

As if to torture Liu Wentao and his son, the car drove extremely slowly, almost at the speed of walking!

The long wait made the hearts of the two of them sink a little bit, Liu Wentao swallowed and spit, and Liu Chuanfeng's face was covered with cold sweat.

After what seemed like a century, the sedan finally stopped.

The car door opened, and Zhou Qun got down from the back seat.

On the other side, an old man in robes also came out.

Zhou Qun stood in front of the Liu family father and son, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, and it was impossible to see any emotion from his face.

The chief priest of the Zhou family, Mao Yuli, looked very relaxed, looking at the environment of the Liu family mansion leisurely.

"Liu Wentao, I have met the head of the Zhou family!"

Liu Wentao once saw Zhou Qun from a distance at a meeting in Jiangnan, and naturally recognized the identity of the man in front of him.

Jiangnan Zhou family, Zhou Qun!

He bowed deeply, it can be said that his waist has never been so low in his life!

And Liu Wentao on the side didn't dare to speak, his knees were weak, and he almost sat on the ground in fright.

After a long time, Zhou Qun said lightly: "Get up."

Liu Wentao seemed to be pardoned, and pulled Liu Chuanfeng to straighten up.

"Do you know why I came here today?"

Liu Wentao took a deep breath and said, "Liu guessed that it should be about your son."

Zhou Qun nodded slightly, and continued: "Are there anything you want to say about my son?"

"I……"

"Damn me!"

Suddenly, Liu Wentao slapped himself on the cheek as if possessed by a demon!

This slap was extremely crisp, and a very conspicuous red mark appeared on his face.

There is no spare energy left in the fight!

Liu Wentao knew in his heart that shirking responsibility would only make the Liu family's death worse, and he might not even be able to use that hole card.

Only by taking the initiative to catch the mistakes can we have a chance!

He didn't stop, he bowed left and right, and kept slapping himself on the face.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Liu Chuanfeng, who was standing aside, was startled at first, then soon realized what his father meant, and started to slap himself.

The voice is even louder than Liu Wentao's!

After a few seconds, Liu Chuanfeng's face was already swollen, and his handsome face was no longer human, as if he was a patient with edema.

"enough."

The corners of Zhou Qun's mouth raised slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Liu Wentao and his son stopped immediately and stood unsteadily on the spot, not daring to raise any objections.

Mao Yuli stepped forward, exchanged a glance with Zhou Qun, and said with a smile: "Whether it is the Patriarch or the old man, neither is unreasonable."

"Why so?"

He said so in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

If Liu Wentao hadn't put on such a posture, but put all the blame on Xu Ping, he would be a corpse now.

You idiot are not qualified to cooperate with the Zhou family.