C12 012 Li Zong's Thoughts

Zhu Family Great House was halfway up the slope of the four-sided mountain.

Because there was an observation deck at the top of the mountain, it was possible to see the entirety of the Shen City, making it a relatively famous attraction of the Shen City. However, because the mountain was too high, it was very difficult to get up. Even so, the way up the mountain was very roundabout, spinning around and knocking people out of their wits.

On the plane, Hee Zheng's vitality was taken away by the Dream Swollowing Demon and he still could not recover from the shock even after a while. As the car circled around him, his brain also fainted, and his eyelids drooped down heavily.

Originally, Lee Zong had lowered his head to handle the matters at hand. However, when he raised his head, he discovered that the person was already asleep.

Hee Zheng's face was not as round as his father's, fair skin, extremely delicate and pretty. When he slept, he could not see any hostility in his eyes, and his entire person looked extremely obedient.

It was a little like a cute little rabbit.

Hee Zheng's head leaned against the window, the car slightly trembled, and its head came into contact with the window, causing Hee Zheng, who was sleeping, to unconsciously frown.

Lee Zong looked at him for a while, and it seemed as if Hee Zheng's discomfort had also continued to spread to his body. When Hee Zheng's head quietly turned towards him, he used a little bit of strength, causing Hee Zheng's head to lightly lean on his shoulder.

Hee Zheng probably used his shoulder as a pillow, and even rubbed it lightly twice.

Lee Zong was in a good mood, his lips hooked up.

Zu Zhichong, who was constantly paying attention to the movement behind him, was scared to the point that his soul was about to leave his body when he saw this scene! Good heavens, when did their boss become so gentle and considerate! What happened last time when the big-chested Banshee tried to seduce Boss? It seemed like he had been stabbed through.

Indeed, there was a difference between humans and demons.

Hee Zheng slept soundly. When he finally woke up, it was already around the corner.

He subconsciously glanced at the man beside him. The man was still expressionless, but on the shoulder of his upper body, there was a suspicious water stain for some reason.

Seeing him look over, Lee Zong quietly turned over.

Hee Zheng rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart. I won't look, stingy.

He never thought that when Lee Zong sat there alone, how could he get water on his shoulders?

Looking at the empty place in front of him, Hee Zheng's eyes grew hot. He saw an ancient manor from afar. There were two or three people standing at the door. The one leading them was an old man with a head full of white hair and a strong spirit.

"Grandfather!" When Hee Zheng saw his grandfather, he immediately became excited. Before the car came to a stop, he quickly opened the door and ran out.

"Zheng, it's been a few years since we last met. You've grown so tall."

Hee Zheng's eyes were red, upon seeing his family, all of the grievances he had endured all seemed to be coming out of his mouth. Hee Zheng hugged him tightly, but did not let go, and spoke while crying: "Grandfather, I brought mother back."

Looking at the wooden box in Hee Zheng's embrace, he patted his arm. "Good grandson, I'll let your cousin take you to rest first, your grandfather knows that you're wronged, wait, your grandfather will listen to what you have to say."

When Hee Zheng heard the two words "good grandson", his tears flowed down immediately. His ancestor's big, warm hands made Hee Zheng feel extremely sad.

In the Hee Family, if his cheap brothers and sisters didn't mock him, they would ignore him. The people outside only treated him as someone who was wronged, and even called him trash behind his back. How could Hee Zheng not know? If it wasn't for him taking a deep breath to stop his father from enjoying his life, Hee Zheng would have returned to the Zu Family long ago.

Hee Zheng nodded with red eyes, his eyes also becoming a little red: "Little brother, I'll bring you to your room first."

"Right." He passed the wood lacquer box in his hand to Old Master Zhu and said, "Grandfather, this is Mommy's …"

"I know." Old Master Zhu carefully received the bone ash urns and fondled them lovingly. His face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were moist, his voice choked with sobs. "We're home, all of you are home."

Zu Zhichong and Lee Zong were walking at the back. Seeing that Lee Zong was in a good mood, Zu Zhichong went and knocked on Lee Zong's shoulder very boldly, pouting: "Boss, I feel that Young Master He is rather emotional."

From what they felt on the plane, Hee Zheng indeed did not have any problems, but to people of Zhu Family, he seemed like an innocent child. People like this are good for people like them.

Lee Zong replied indifferently, and his gaze did not move away from Hee Zheng.

He was used to seeing cold monsters, and always liked people as warm as the sun.