If this Pixiu doesn't leave, President Lu will never want to go bankrupt!

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The two agreed to run to the present, and the old ancestor dressed up beautifully, wanting to have a pink affair.

As a result, they happily arrived at the appointed place, but what they welcomed was a cross-boundary green-skinned mythical beast Pixiu.

Seeing Pixiu in its original form, the ancestors almost lost their soul in fright, and their charming thoughts disappeared immediately.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Pixiu was a little panicked, and hurriedly wanted to cross the border and return to her own world.

But I don't know how to do it. When I came here, I went through the gate properly, but when I went back, I couldn't open it no matter what.

Little Pixiu lay on the ground and cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" and cry on the ground.

After all, the old ancestor and her had the basis of chatting before, so they didn't care about being afraid when they saw her like this, so they hurried over to coax her.

He said, little Pixiu, stay here until you can go back.It's like taking a long vacation in another world.

Little Pixiu had no choice but to agree.

The ancestors enshrined this little Pixiu in the family temple, and it was taken care of by generations of patriarchs.

It was agreed that as long as she was at home for one day, the people in their family would treat her well for one day.

From then on, Pixiu sprouted in their family, and their family worshiped Pixiu for generations, and the two sides developed harmoniously.

Their family's assets have also gone smoothly from an unknown small and transparent company to a large group that ranks among the top five in the world's Forbes asset rankings.

Little Pixiu is still the same little Pixiu who took human form back then, but with the appearance of a four or five-year-old child.

The only difference is that she personally sent away nine generations of ancestors who loved her as their daughter.

He still clearly remembers the pitiful appearance of his little ancestor when his father left, as if he had been abandoned by the world.

It's heart-wrenching to see.

From that day on, he vowed that he must live a long and long life.

But now...he couldn't take it anymore.

When Xiao Pixiu saw the sad old man lying on the bed, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

In addition to this time, she has seen this expression ten times.

Every time, she has to send these little cubs away with her own eyes.

Since she lived in the Lu family, every generation of patriarchs has treated her very well, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are relatives.

Seeing them die one by one, she would feel like a little bit of emptiness in her heart, and she didn't know what to fill it with.

But the warmth these people gave him made her feel that no matter how painful she was, she would be as reluctant to leave as a moth to a flame.

Xiao Pixiu was a little helpless and rubbed the corner of Fen's skirt with his fingers.

She looked at the old man with determination, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the little cub to grow up!"

Hearing this, the old man smiled softly at her, couldn't hold it any longer, and fell into a deep sleep.

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"Ahhh! Lu Haotian look here, look here!"

"Look here baby, look at Mama, Mama loves you!"

"My brother is so handsome, ahhhhh!"

His facial features resembled Lu Haotian who had been carefully sculpted by Nu Wa, with broad shoulders, long legs and thin waist, and a black dress made his figure look more slender.

The only bright color in her whole body is the faintly visible dark green belt around her waist.

He frowned expressionlessly, and with a cold demeanor, escorted by bodyguards, he passed through a group of fans chasing and blocking him.

He asked the assistant trotting beside him indifferently, "How is the old man?"

The chubby assistant was only 1.7 meters tall, and he couldn't keep up with Lu Haotian, who was 1.8 meters tall and had long legs.

He trotted all the way, and replied wheezing and panting: "The old man was admitted to the ICU this morning.

The hospital said that the situation was not optimistic and wanted the family members to be mentally prepared. "

When Lu Haotian heard this, his face became even more gloomy.

He stepped up his long legs and sped up again, instantly distanced himself from the short-legged assistant.

To the tall and burly bodyguard next to him, he said, "Go to the hospital first."

Throw it away after use, the assistant who was completely abandoned: ... how long are your legs?

Two 10 minutes later.

Lu Haotian put on a blue anti-bacterial suit, and hurriedly walked to Grandpa Lu's bedside.

The old man on the bed has been suffering from illness for a long time, his face is old and haggard.

With gloomy brows, Lu Haotian squatted down slightly, calling softly in Grandpa Lu's ear.

"grandfather?"

After waiting for a while, the old man on the bed responded.

He opened his eyes weakly, and looked at the poor little grandson beside him, his eyes were full of reluctance.

His body was so weak that he no longer had the strength to speak loudly.

The old man said softly, "Haotian, are you here?"

Lu Haotian pursed his lips, looked at the haggard grandpa, and replied with a hoarse voice: "Well, grandpa, I'm back."

The old man nodded lightly in relief, and raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to grab Lu Haotian's hand, but just as he raised his hand a little, it fell powerlessly.

He opened his mouth, as if he had some scruples, but he still didn't make a sound in the end.

This series of performances, it looks pitiful that after a little old, everything is powerless.

Seeing this, Lu Haotian probably knew what his grandfather wanted to say.

He stretched out his hand to hold Grandpa's hand, his nose was a little sore.

With a choked voice, he said, "Grandpa, I want to fulfill my brother's wish."

He still wanted to find the murderer who killed his parents, even though grandpa didn't want him to find the real murderer.

But only by standing at the highest point in broad daylight can those people see him, find him, and come to him.

The old man paused for a moment, sighed and said, "I know, you want to help Haoyu fulfill his dream.

But our family's foundation is left by our ancestors for generations.

Old man, if I let these things fall into my hands, how will I face the ancestors of the Lu family when I get down there? "

At the end, there was even a hint of pleading in his tone.

Hearing the old man's tone of voice, Lu Haotian felt a little uncomfortable.

But he hasn't helped his brother fulfill his dream, and he hasn't found the murderer of his parents, so he can't go home and take over the family business with peace of mind.

Lu Haotian's gaze, which looked like an old man's, was full of stubbornness, and his tone was also pleading, "Grandpa..."

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