Chapter 1272 She Can't Remember!

Mr. Lu's tears fell on the back of Xiao Baozi's hand.

It also hit Ye Wan's heart.

Throughout the day, whether talking, laughing, or watching quietly, there was always a hollow voice in Ye Wan's heart: Why? Who will tell me what's going on?

The tenderness on the faces of parents when they hold their little babies is real.

The bankruptcy of the Ye family is also true.

If the little bun wasn't from the Lu family, Ye Wan would definitely feel that everything was normal.

After all, Huaguo has a vast land and abundant resources. Every second, children are lost and old people die. Naturally, companies go bankrupt and families perish.

It's all normal.

However, Xiao Baozi is the child of the fourth master of the Lu family.

As for the fourth master of the Lu family, it is said that he died due to family infighting.

Thinking back to the time before the Ye family went bankrupt, Ye Wan was a little lost.

She... can't remember!

The picture in her memory was extremely blurry, and she couldn't even remember whether her father was running around home and in the company with a sad face during that time.

Is mother worried but hiding it from her and Xiao Baozi?

And, what is Xiao Baozi doing.

It was as if the memory had been intentionally stripped from her brain, and she couldn't remember it at all.

But……

Dad, Mom, I really miss you!

Really Want!

Looking up at the bright and bright full moon above her head, Ye Wan stared blankly, as if she could see her parents standing side by side on the moon hand in hand.

Looking down again, he saw the slender figure in the hanging flower gate.

I don't know how long he has been here.

Looking at each other, the man walked over slowly and sat on the stone steps beside her.

The fresh and cold fir breath comes,

The mood overflowing with sadness eased a little.

Ye Wan naturally leaned on his shoulder, "Tell me about the Fourth Uncle?"

"it is good."

Lu Changchuan nodded, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the girl's shoulders, and pulled her into his arms.

"My fourth uncle is Yan Sheng, and he is the best man in the previous generation of the Lu family. If nothing happens to him, then he will be the head of the Lu family and the person in charge of Yujing."

"Grandfather had four sons and one daughter. In terms of looks, temperament, and talent, the fourth uncle is the best. My grandfather often said that if the Lu family was in the hands of the fourth uncle, it would be stronger and the children and grandchildren would be more prosperous. Even The trust of the Lu family was proposed by the fourth uncle and established by the grandfather. And the descendants of the Lu family have been able to live comfortably these years, all thanks to the fourth uncle."

The man's words were upright, without any emotion from beginning to end.

But Ye Wan could tell that he and his fourth uncle had a very good relationship.

"My fourth uncle is only seven years older than me. He taught me to fight for the first time. He also brought me a gun for the first time."

"He always said that a good man should be a little bloody, try everything, and then know what to do and what not to do."

In the cold night, Ye Wan looked at the whirling bamboo shadow by the courtyard wall, as if he saw a vivid figure with flesh and blood.

"That year, the old man had his 70th birthday."

The words suddenly became heavy, Lu Changchuan hugged Ye Wan tightly, "At the birthday banquet, the old man said that when the financial report of Yujing at the end of the year comes out, if there are no mistakes, he will officially resign at the company's year-end summary meeting."

When the old man resigns, Lu Yansheng, who is the executive vice president, will officially become the CEO of Yujing.

Following the New Year's Eve family banquet, it seemed logical for him to take over as the head of the Lu family and hand over the entire Lu family to him.

"But two months later, my fourth uncle died in Lucheng."

Lu Changchuan's voice was cold, "The people who shot were mercenaries. Afterwards, more than a hundred people died."

Thinking of the man he met in Lucheng six years ago, Ye Wan sighed softly in his heart.

Looking back at the man with gloomy and hostile brows, "Is there... a suspect?"

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