The next time, Wen Sweet was pulled out by Will, visited several museums, and even specially visited the wife museum.

After two days, he was ready to leave, and before he left, he had quietly visited the family.

When the housekeeper saw him, he had a smile on his face.

He asked, “Did Mr. Will come to see Mrs. Nguyen or Miss?”

Will nodded, not seeing the usual smile when he was with the sweetness.

"I came to see Mrs. Nguyen."

The butler smiled, as if he had already guessed the purpose of his coming.

He took him to the inside, went directly to Madame Nguyen's study, and took her in.

Mrs. Nguyen looked up at him and took off her glasses, “Are you going back?”

Will nodded and said, "I'm sorry, this time Mrs. Nguyen wants what I'm doing not complete."

Mrs. Nguyen frowned, “Don’t you want the castle where your ancestors were left behind?”

Will smiled, "The castle that my grandfather left behind was destroyed a hundred years ago, and now it's just the castle of Ji Jingchen."

He paused, then looked up at the distance, and then looked at Mrs. Nguyen.

"I think you may have some prejudice against Ji Jingchen, and from these days he is very considerate of Miss Wen."

When Mrs. Nguyen heard this sentence, she frowned slightly: "You have not seen the sweetness of being rescued from the sea, of course, you will say so."

"Well, since you don't want to go on any longer, go back, and I won't embarrass you."

Will nodded gratefully, "Her Majesty the Queen says you are welcome to visit at any time, and he has a lot to say to you."

Mrs. Nguyen nodded, “If I have time, I will go.”With that he waved his hand, Will stooped to her and turned and walked outside.

Just after two minutes, the butler came in again, this time he did not follow anyone behind him, and went to Madame Nguyen.

He whispered, "Mrs. Nguyen, the gentleman is here."

Mrs. Nguyen’s movements stopped and looked up, “What is he doing here at this time?”

The butler shook his head, "That gentleman is waiting for you in your bedroom."

Mrs. Nguyen frowned slightly, and they had met at night before, which was all to avoid suspicion.

I can’t believe he went straight to the front this time.

"I know."She said, the pen cap is about to be covered again, the napkin wiped the glasses before standing up, toward the door."

The second floor of the ancient house is where the owner of the Nguyen family lives, and there is no one, an empty space, and there is no sound.

The high heels collided on the floor.

Mrs. Nguyen stepped over her feet and opened the bedroom door, and saw the man sitting inside.

She frowned slightly, “Why did you come this time?”

The man in the room turned his head, and in the bright light, his stiff five senses fell into the eyes of Mrs. Nguyen.

The man in front of him was wearing beige-companies and yellow-brown sweaters, which looked very soft.

It doesn’t look like the leader of one of the three great families.

He looked about 40 years old, with slightly long hair on his head, a curly curly of maroon, hanging on his forehead, making his five senses softer.

But because of the good maintenance, looks very young, deep five, this face with a shallow smile, gentle and gentle.

He looked at Mrs. Nguyen in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, the Wen family seems to have discovered something between us."

Hearing this sentence was like a direct detonation of a time bomb that had been hidden in the heart of Mrs. Nguyen.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the usual tenderness was abandoned, and hurriedly said, “How much do they know?”

The man opened his hand and put her into her arms, "I don't know much, but I found it early."It's just that because you used to accept sweetness as a stepdaughter, they found her."

Mrs. Nguyen listened, and her stiff body relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, "I have modified the sweet information, no problem."

The man said, "Well, since it is something that has been left over from our previous generation, don't let sweetness worry about us."

Mrs. Nguyen nodded and asked slightly, “Is it because I had doubts about my sweet adoption before?”

The man quieted down without opening his mouth, but apparently that was the reason.

Mrs. Nguyen sighed, "I'm sorry, I had to do it."

The man opened his hands and hugged her tightly and looked at her and said, “Aan, what are you afraid of?”

Mrs. Nguyen’s eyes suddenly opened, but in the end he did not answer.

On the other hand, Wen Sweet and sweet brought these things to the castle after they were done.

As soon as the housekeeper saw her, she greeted her with a smile, "Miss, Mr. Gikang, Mr. Gikang will soon come down."

“Didn’t you see him this morning, why did he come back?”

The butler laughed but did not answer.

After sitting downstairs for a few minutes, I saw Gikang coming down from the second floor in anger.

He saw that the sweetness sitting in the living room did not speak, and squinted at her, without even saying hello, and went straight out.

Warm sweet and curious look at him this is what is the matter, before it is not good, this time for what to lose his temper?

The housekeeper said, "Perhaps it was for the old man."

Grandfather?

Sweet and frowned at him.“Do you mean Grandpa Ji Jingchen?”

The butler nodded, about to speak, but Ji Jingchen's voice came down from the second floor.

“You’re here, why don’t you come and see me?”

As soon as the butler saw him shut up, he turned around and ran away, as if he were worried about hearing what he said.

She was more curious, and she had never seen Ji Jingchen's grandfather and grandmother in her memory, and she always thought that the two had died.

But the housekeeper said, as if he were still alive.

Warm sweet and sweet looked at him curiously, Ji Jingchen was stared at by her for a moment and said, "If you have anything you want to ask, ask directly."

Warm sweet sweet said politely: "Jikang just came here for what?"What does this have to do with your grandparents?”

He seemed to have expected the question to be asked, but he still made his lips sneer and said, "He wants to pick up his parents."

She looked at her curiously, “Where did you pick it up?”

“The madhouse.”He heard this sentence turn his head, and the corner of his mouth showed a strange look.

"It is more painful to live than to live is more painful than to live."

She was startled by her expression, “What’s the matter?”