C1 Wedge

In the middle of the night, everyone was sleeping soundly. However, in a luxurious villa in B City, the lights were brightly lit. The old man sitting on the sofa had a gloomy expression on his face as he stared sharply at the little boy standing not far away.

The little boy was about five or six years old, and his clothes were tattered, like a beggar begging on the street. His face was dirty, making it hard for people to clearly see his face, but his clear eyes were extremely vicious, like those of a newborn wolf, full of caution, looking as if it could pounce forward and bite someone to death at any time.

The old man narrowed his eyes. He didn't like the way the child looked at him. After a long while, he opened his tightly shut lips and solemnly asked, "Boy?"

The middle-aged man standing next to the boy trembled slightly and replied, "Yes …" It's a boy. This subordinate had to search for many places before finding a child who has the same eight words as the one that fortune-telling first took place. "

"Ridiculous!" The old man slapped the table angrily: "How could my grandson marry a man and become his wife? If this gets out, I'll lose all my face, and my darling grandson will be laughed at for the rest of his life. "

"But …" "But …"

"Find it, keep searching. If you can't find it, then do your best."

"Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man was so scared that he repeatedly replied. Looking at the boy below him, he boldly asked, "Master, then this child …"

The old man looked at the boy again, his eyes flashing with ferocity. "I need to find a place to settle this."

"Yes."

At this time, the butler spoke up, "Master, I don't know if I should say something."

The old man restrained his anger. "Speak!"

"Master, do you still remember what the fortune-teller said?"

"Of course I do."

Although three months had passed, the old man clearly remembered that the fortune-teller had said that they couldn't kill anymore. Moreover, if they wanted to protect their grandson's life, they had to raise a lucky child to help their grandson ward off a portion of the disaster. It was best if their child was taken into their home as a child's daughter-in-law and treated him well. When he grew up, it would be best if the two of them could get married and give birth to children. That way, the other party would be able to add a blessing to his grandson's lifespan.

But now, not to mention that the boy didn't look lucky, with his gender, how could he marry his grandson and have children?

"Master, letting the child go is equivalent to Young Master's virtue. Moreover, we still can't find any other children with the same eight words, so why not temporarily adopt him and add some blessings to the young master. When we find a child with the same eight words, it won't be too late to replace him."

The old man was silent as he inwardly agreed with the butler.

A child's daughter-in-law only represented an identity. As long as it could save his grandson's life, he would be willing to accept any number of such children.

However, no matter how much he looked at the child, he found it unpleasant to look at him, especially in the boy's eyes.

He remembered that the fortune-teller had said that his grandson would have a calamity ten years from now. He thought it would be better to send the child in front of him away first and bring him back ten years later. In the meantime, if you can find any other child to replace the boy, just leave the boy there.

But where to send it?

The old man thought carefully for a while, then said, "Since you want to take him in as your daughter-in-law, you should study what your daughter-in-law should do. In the future, you should know how to serve my grandson, then send him to the Tansana Bride College for etiquette lessons."

This way, someone would be able to take care of the child for him. The child would also be able to learn etiquette and not lose face in the family.

The butler slightly frowned. "But, only girls are accepted in Tansana Academy."

"Don't worry about that. The principal of Tansana Academy owes me a favor and will accept this child."

The old man's main purpose was to throw the child into a pile of girls and to cut off the child's wildness and sharpness. If he could become as obedient as a girl, then it would be better.

"Yes."

The butler motioned for the middle-aged man to take the child down to the bath.

After the child left, the old man asked, "Is the child's parents settled?"

"Master, don't worry, this child's father is a gambler. After we gave him a hundred thousand yuan, he straightforwardly sold the child to us, and even the child's account was transferred to our family. Also, we have always been secretive, so they don't know our identities, and no one will know about this."

"Hmm, that's good. After sending the child to Tansana Academy, let him take a few more courses. Don't let him graduate so soon, and don't let anyone know his identity."

"Yes."

When he thought of the child's eyes, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Immediately, his gaze shifted as he picked up the document bag that his subordinate had sent him earlier and passed it to the butler, "When we arrive at Tansana Academy, tell the child that the document bag contains a picture of his future husband, and that he must always remember who his husband is."

After the old man finished speaking, his face broke into a meaningful smile. Then, thinking of something happy, he actually chuckled in a low voice, as if he was looking forward to a good show.

The butler was surprised. He took the folder and replied, "Yes."

It was unknown how much time had passed before the old man finally stopped laughing and asked, "Oh right, what was the name of that child just now?"

"Lang Yan."