"What did your uncle say when you gave him something? " Master Feng looked at Feng Ze with disdain.
"He took the key and left. " Feng Ze clenched his fists under the table, adjusted his glasses, and said indifferently.
"He didn't say anything to thank you? "
"No. "
"THIS BRAT! " Master Feng cursed in his heart. He was really heartless.
Feng Yancheng took a look at his father and glanced at the few juniors. "Alright, you guys are tired today. Go back and sleep early. "
"Okay. "
The group of people returned to their rooms one after another.
Feng Yancheng looked at his father and sighed. "Dad, I'll take care of Feng Yulin. You should go and rest first. "
"okay. " Old Master Feng nodded and left with his crutch.
After he left, Feng Yancheng clenched his fists. He wanted to rely on Feng Yulin, but he didn't want him to exist
It seemed like he had to make a good plan.
...
After driving for about a minute, Feng Yulin arrived at a place that was more remote. It was part of the mansion and his father's room.
His heart was filled with emotion as he arrived here. His eyes were heavy.
"Grandfather"
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and take a look. "
"Yes. "
The two of them looked at each other and waited at the door.
Feng Yulin looked at the door. It was already covered in dust. He took out a small knife from his shirt and cut his hand. The key was very ordinary, but after it was stained with blood, it turned a faint golden yellow.
The Feng family had never given him the key, so he couldn't open the door.
If they didn't have a favor to ask of him, they wouldn't have given him the key.
Feng Yulin took a deep breath and opened the door.
The Room was pitch black. The moment he turned on the light, many cockroaches ran around.
He walked in and looked at the dusty place.
His childhood voice seemed to still echo in his ears.
"Now you're four years old. You have to move to the mansion to sleep. You can't stick to your mommy anymore, understand? "
"You're five years old. You're already an adult. You have to wash your own clothes. "
"You're six years old. You're about to enter the first grade. How can you eat sweets? These cakes are all for mommy. "
"..."
"Little Ling, you have to take good care of yourself. "
"Don't think about Mommy. I'll be watching over you from another place. "
"Good night, my son. Father went to look for your mommy. We'll come back to see you together in the future. "
"..."
He had lived here before he was four years old, so he had a very deep memory of this place.
Sighing, he lifted his leg and walked into the study.
His father's room was here... ...
He remembered that a long time ago, he would often make his mother angry, and then he would be chased here to sleep.
He would always silently complain to him, "women are really a kind of fascinating creatures. I have no idea why they are angry. "
Thinking of this, the corners of Feng Yulin's mouth curled up. Why was little jue not angry with him?
He was so sensible and would not make trouble for no reason at all.
He walked into the study and looked at the thick dust inside. He could not enter, and neither could the old master.
There seemed to be an array around this place, and even ordinary people could not get close.
He did not know why his father had sealed this place up, but the secret of their disappearance must be hidden here.
He was very curious about what was in this house.
The study was filled with books, and they were all over the bookshelves, the floor, and the table.
The small bed next to it was also filled with books, as if someone had flipped through them.