Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 429: Mr. Tang, are you a great dramatist?

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The housekeeper was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, and couldn't help but said: "Sir, didn't you just send a letter to a few patrons a while ago to say ‘sweep the snow in front of the door’?"

"How do I prepare for the family summit like this? Let's arrange it according to what my dad did before."

Tang Ke cursed secretly when he heard this. How did he know that a mad woman would appear and dare to slap him dozens of times with a horse whip? Still look confident.

Thinking of that woman, Tang Ke frowned slightly and asked the butler: "What the **** is going on with the mansion in the Sky City? Isn't it the ancestral property left by my father?"

The butler shook his head, with a little understanding: "The old slave is not very clear. He only knows that the former owner was still alive, he had been taking care of the mansion, but he had never thought of moving in."

Not his own house, what does his dad do? And the annual maintenance cost is surprisingly high. Is his dad a philanthropist? Spending huge sums of money to help others take care of the house? Are you kidding me?

Vaguely, Tang Ke noticed something wrong again.

"Help me to the study."

Butler: "..." You look really okay.

The butler couldn't help but think that Tang Ke was a great dramatist.

Helping people over, Tang Ke rummaged in the study for the information left by his father. Excluding the company's confidential documents, the real estate certificates of the various industries, there was no other redundant information at all.

Is he thinking too much...?

Or there are some secrets. His father didn't leave any information at all, just word of mouth?

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Tang Ke couldn't figure it out.

Thinking of that woman, Tang Ke twitched the corners of his mouth, and his body was convulsed with pain. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "I want these people to know who the heaven of the imperial capital is!"

Housekeeper: "..."

Dare you not toss the Liu family enough recently, and still have to deal with others?

You can stop, the former Patriarch didn't have any trouble like you before he passed away.

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According to Bai Chuwei's instructions, Steward Li arranged rooms with the best view for Duan Xingye and the others, and also prepared a long table of food to welcome Bai Chuwei's return.

As the son of a well-known chef, Cao Yushu does not know how to cook, but he has a strong appreciative ability. Every time he eats a dish, he keeps nodding his head: "It's done well, and the level is not below my dad! This is also delicious... Su Ruan Hoshino, eat more."

Bai Chuwei didn't have much demand for eating. She took a few bites casually, looked up at Butler Li, and asked casually: "Has that person come back?"

The housekeeper Li was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly reacted: "Miss is talking about Mr. Wei, right?"

When Duan Xingye heard this, he immediately pricked his ears to eavesdrop.

Housekeeper Li recalled it and said with a smile: "Seven or eight years ago, Mr. Wei came back once, and never came back since."

"Really?" Bai Chuwei said lightly.

My pet fox has been missing for more than 20 years.

In this world, she has always been lonely. Both people and pets have a life span, and cannot live the same life as her.

Duan Xingye's alarm bell is masterpiece, this is not a good sign.

Duan Xingye sneaked out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to his fourth uncle.

[Hoshino Ryohara: Fourth Uncle, you should give up thinking about the little fairy. I found that she has been thinking about a man for seven or eight years. You have no chance of winning. ]

[Duan Feihan: I have frozen your bank card now, believe it or not? ]

As soon as Duan Xingye saw this, he immediately withdrew the sentence just now, and hurriedly added a sentence.

[Hoshino Liaoyuan: Come on, fourth uncle, you can do it. ]

Heh, it turns out that she is more than a white moonlight in her heart.