ly because his imaginary enemy had hit the nail on the head that he became even more furious. It was because Shen Xiuqin had spoken the truth. He, Shao Xiao, the renowned young master of the Xiao fami...There are three things that must be done!

First, the truth of that year.

Second, they need a child.

Third, in a strictly controlled manor, who would have the opportunity and motive to prepare an entire bottle of "vitamins" for her

The answer is almost within reach.

"You go." Standing before Shen Xiujin was an elderly man. Compared to other men of his age, this elder paid more attention to his attire and mannerisms.

This is also due to growing up in a wealthy household and being influenced by the master's words and deeds, learning them one by one.

The elder frowned tightly: “Sir, the Shen family is not only our Xia family’s employer but also our Xia family’s generations-long reliance. It can be said that the people of the Shen family are our Xia family’s benefactors.”

The master has given an order, and the slave dare not disobey.

But before leaving, shouldn't Master also let the old slave know why he wants the old slave to move out of the manor”

He didn't bring it up, and Shen Xiuqin wasn't that angry yet, but Xia the Butler wouldn't let it go.

Thin lips sneered: "Why Doesn't Xia Butler know why" A cold light flashed in his eyes before disappearing, "I never expected that there would be a traitor in my own heavily guarded back garden."

Summer Butler, should I thank you You gave her a bottle of after-the-fact birth control pills instead of a bottle of slow-acting poison"

At first hearing this, Steward Xia's heart skipped a beat. Subconsciously, he bit down on the thought that this must be that wretched woman making a complaint... He just knew it! How could there be any woman unwilling to bear children for the Shen family

He just said that, Wei Ming can't do it. How can such a despicable person remain unmoved

Is she noble then

Doesn't this just prove his previous guess was right

She deliberately set a trap, letting him walk right into it, and then went to tell her husband... This woman's tactics are truly brilliant!

Xia Guanjia's face, as carved from wood, contorted with anger. He realized this, bowing his head even lower.

"The old slave doesn't know what master is talking about." Of course, this couldn't be admitted.

Shen Xiujin coldly looked at the elder in front of him, "Knowing is good, not knowing is fine too, Xia housekeeper, today just move out of the manor."

"Sir!"

Needless to say.

Summer Butler opened his mouth several times, wanting to speak, but in the end, he said nothing, solemnly nodding his head: "Yes, sir." His hand curled up inside his sleeve, tendons jumping... But facing Shen Xiuqin's resolute attitude, even if he had a thousand eloquent words, not one would have any use.

He has followed Shen Xiujin for decades, understanding this man who, at a young age, took over the entire Shen family from the old master. This man is difficult to get along with; once he makes a decision, no one can change his mind.

In the garden of the estate, an unremarkable man was handing something to Shen Er.

The two seemed to whisper a few words. Shen Er didn't look over, grabbing the brown paper bag and running back with a serious expression. He ran into the hall, up the stairs, and towards his study.

Summer Butler exited Shen Xiuqin's study and just happened to bump into Shen Er, who was rushing in.

Tap!

The brown file bag in his hand slipped to the ground, its opening loosened, and a flurry of rustling sound arose as its contents spilled out onto the floor.

"It's alright, I'm so sorry, I helped you pick up..." Summer Butler crouched down and reached out to pick up a piece of paper. He glanced at it quickly, and his old face suddenly changed color.

Before he could even take a closer look, an arm shot out from beside him: "No need, no need," it said, separating his hand and snatching the paper away from him with surprising speed. "Xia Butler, go busy yourself. I can pick it up myself."

Xia Guantang had no intention of arguing with him. He nodded and said, "I'm sorry," then turned and hurriedly left.

But he didn't immediately leave the main floor, instead rushing to the first-floor restroom.

Wang, the head butler, called out to him: "Summer Butler, take it easy, you're in such a hurry."

"My stomach hurts, I can't wait any longer." Xia Guanjia smiled apologetically and hurriedly covered his stomach, quickly ducking into the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped into the restroom, with a click, I immediately locked the door.

Fumbling for his phone, he made a call.

"Grandpa, something big has happened."

Mr. Shen, the old patriarch of the family, was amusing himself with a bird when he received a phone call, which interrupted his enjoyment. He immediately became annoyed: "Rushing around like that even at your age How come you still haven't learned to be calm Making such a fuss, just like you did when you were young!" After a reprimand, he got down to business and asked, "What's the matter"

Xia, the head butler, was so flustered he could barely speak: "Master, about what happened back then, Mr. [Last Name] has found out something!"

"Impossible, the aftermath was arranged by me personally. Even with his connections, he is still my grandson." The implication being that even if Shen Xiujin were brilliant and capable, he couldn't escape the grasp of his grandfather.

"It's true! Just now, I saw Shen Er holding a brown file bag. He was in such a hurry that he bumped into me. Things spilled out of the bag, and I casually picked up a sheet. I saw one of the things from back then... He was guarding against me, and I only caught a glimpse."

But I guarantee you, in this briefcase, there's definitely information about what happened back then!

Suddenly, the old man on the phone couldn't sit still any longer. "What"

"It's true! When I went downstairs, Shen Er was still picking up the papers on the ground. Old man, please think of a way! That document must not be seen by Mr.! Please think of something!"

"Alright! Stop crying!" Old Master Shen said with a grim face, his voice stern. "Leave this to me. I'll ask you about the rest later."

After the words were spoken, the call ended.

Shen Er picked up the file on the ground, only glancing at it briefly. But his professionalism was ingrained in him from childhood; his master's things should not be looked at casually.

Picked up the file, put it in the folder, and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock.

Come in.

Shen Er rushed to Shen Xiu Jin's side, "Boss, you have a letter."

Shen Xiuqin glanced lightly, reached out to take it, opened the file bag, and drew out the paper.

A piercing ringtone cut through the air. Shen Xiujin frowned, glancing at the phone on his desk. He had every intention of ignoring it.

But the bell kept ringing incessantly.

"Boss, it's Grandfather's call." Shen Er reminded.

Shen Xiujin pursed his lips, put the file back on the table, picked up his phone, and pressed the answer button. When the person on the other end spoke, Shen Xiujin's face changed drastically. He abruptly stood up, his expression grave.

He glanced again at the half-filled folder, gritted his teeth, and picked up the black coat hanging on the back of the chair along with the scarf and leather gloves.

"Boss, what's going on"

"Go! The old man had a stroke and is unconscious, being sent to the hospital."

Shen Xiujin came out of the study and walked downstairs. Shen Er went to drive the car, and Shen Xiujin suddenly remembered something and stopped Wang Butler: "Wang Butler, take good care of Madam while I'm away." The car drove up, and Shen Xiujin hurriedly got in the car: "Go fast!"ked with anger: "Wei Ming is dead!"Vi Ming is dead, ashes to ashes, dust to dust!What on earth are we going to do with the year book!"Alright, Old Summer, I'll go check it out for you. See what your m...