A family has been around for so many years, but problems have started to occur from the inside. Everyone is too content with the status quo and is watching the power.

When he was alive, he could still help his family do something, but when he died? Ouyang Wudi could even think of what would happen to his family after he died. Will the industry his ancestors have worked hard to get caught up in internal struggle like this?

However, I am old and can still control the Ouyang family for how many years? This time I was seriously ill, and the Presbyterian Church was unwilling to let me participate.

"Master, why are you here? The wind is strong, I'll push you in." This is the case, the discipline walked to him gently and said.

Ouyang Wudi waved his hand and said softly: "No, you can talk to me here."

The butler nodded, pulled the blanket over, and covered Ouyang Wudi's body, fearing that he would catch a cold.

"Old Wu, how long have you been with me?" Ouyang Wudi asked faintly as he looked at the butler who was already slightly old and sat beside him.

"It's been twenty-five years." The butler said softly if he didn't know why Ouyang Wudi suddenly asked this question.

"Twenty-five years..." Ouyang Wudi looked at the butler deeply, and then said, "You have served me, the lonely old man, for one quarter of your life. I have been wronged by you over the years."

"Don't feel wronged." The housekeeper shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's my honor to be able to serve the old man."

"What honor, I am just an old man." Ouyang Wudi smiled a little desolately. At this time, he took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Lao Wu, and said, "Old Wu, there are ten million in it, you can take care of your elderly care."

"Master, what are you doing?" Old Wu stood up, looking panicked.

"Take it, it's my reward for you, don't think it's too little." Ouyang Wudi stuffed the bank card into Lao Wu's hand and continued, "I can't live for a few years. After I leave, where will the Ouyang family have your place to stay? You have been with me for so many years, and I can't treat you badly. By the way, I let Yingliang do your son's work."

Old Wu took the bank card with trembling hands, but tears fell from his eyes. After following Ouyang Wudi for so many years, he never thought about getting anything. It was just a kind of honor to be with the old man. But the old man never treated him badly. The annual bonus, as well as the money and gifts for festivals, was enough for his family to spend the rest of his life. But now, he has given him another 10 million...

"After you finish your work for me this time, take the whole family out of Linhai." Ouyang Wudi waved his hand and stopped Lao Wu from saying thank you. He continued: "I have lived a peaceful life. Once a person pursues more in this life, he will easily get lost."

Speaking of this, he pushed the wheelchair into the inner room by himself. While walking, he said, "The blood exchange plan is started."

Old Wu suddenly opened his mouth wide... The blood exchange plan is finally about to begin!

Sikong Yanran's home.

Ye Fan got up from the chang in a daze, reached out to grab his phone and saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep on his tummy just now. He got up and sat down for a while, smoked a cigarette, and was always worried about whether they were as big as the size of the tits?

Just then, Sikong Yanran's voice came from outside: Tang Yan, take a shower and go to bed.

"Okay, I'm tired too." This is Tang Yan's voice: "Then I'll go take a shower first."

Taking a bath? Ye Fan suddenly felt energetic, jumped up from the chang, and turned around in the room. Rubbing his hands, smiling on his face, and the excited light seemed to have just won the first prize.

It took about six or seven minutes before the room was quiet. Ye Fan tiptoed to the door and listened to the movement outside.

At this time, Tang Yan was almost taking a shower, right?

He gently opened the room door and walked out barefoot. The light in the living room had been turned off. Only the lights in the guest bath on the next side of the second floor were still on. Ye Fan rubbed his hands and slipped over quietly.

A leaping straight, his body was like a light swallow, and he rushed to the balcony. He kicked his legs and his body was already floating on the exhaust window of the bathroom.

Pulling up, gently poking his head out, Ye Fan widened his eyes excitedly and looked into the bath room.

Tang Yan finally came here once, and she stayed here. How could he not seize such an opportunity?

For Ye Fan: The meaning of a happy life is limited to this - even if you are disappointed in life, you must be happy, don’t let your eyes be empty and look at the moon. If you miss this opportunity to sneak peek, he will never forgive himself in his life!

In the bath room, the white steam swelled. A delicate and fair, almost perfect ketone body was soaked in the oval bathtub. The water surface of the bathtub was full of bathing foam. Ye Fan stared at the two white balls exposed in the foam for a long time and finally confirmed that the two white balls were Tang Yan's knees.

She had no idea of ​​the sneaky gaze outside the window. Tang Yan handed her body over the warm wrapping of water and buoyancy. She gently lifted the water and sprinkled it on her delicate body, flowed over her shoulders, feeling the warmth of water,

The water temperature was slightly high, and she let out a weak moan comfortably.

Looking back, in the mirror in the fog, there was a beautiful and exquisite face. Tang Yan looked at herself quietly. She knew that she was beautiful since she was a child. This kind of beauty has never faded at any time or anywhere. Even in Linhai City, where there are many beautiful women, she is the most beautiful one.

She always thought so. Even if there is Sikong Yanran in Linhai City, she also feels that she is more charming than this good sister.

Two pink charms appeared in the face in the mirror. For some reason, the shameful scene suddenly appeared in her mind. She actually grabbed the shy place of the little guy. She had never been invaded by a man. He also ate tofu.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter. This brat is so great when he is a little older? After all, he is a mature woman. Naturally, she also has needs. However, she has been suppressing this need.

She couldn't help but love her with her hands in the water~ caressed her almost perfect body, the mature xiong part. She squinted her eyes, her jade hands gently slid over her body, and a gentle murmur sound came from her mouth.

Ye Fan was dry and kept pursing his lips. He didn't notice that in a room on the third floor, Sikong Yanran was lying at the door with laughter and crying, watching him hanging from the window.
Chapter completed!