Early the next morning, it is rare for a family to get up and eat together early. A table is full of meals, just looking dazzling.

The servants kept their duty, and after preparing the things, they stepped down honestly. For a while, only the sound of various tableware staggered in the restaurant.

Leng Yiyao picked up a glass of milk and drank it slowly. On the left hand side is Leng Chao. On the opposite side is Leng Yiyao. Today everyone seems to have made an appointment. Everyone kept silent about what happened yesterday. She has a lot of saliva.

Leng Weiran finished breakfast first, picked up the morning paper, shaken it, and looked at it carefully. The headlines are still the empire's major events, the international situation, and the second is the death of Lu Ming. All parts of the country have spontaneously held mourning ceremonies, and many people are even going to D City to cherish the memory of His Royal Highness. In view of the fact that the murderer has not yet been identified, the influx of a large number of foreigners will have a major impact on the city's traffic and safety, the local authority announced that the martial law level of City D will be upgraded again. This also means that the inspection of cargo transportation will become more complicated in the near future, and it is even possible that someone will fish in troubled waters...

After reading the newspaper, Leng Wei Ran rubbed his temples. Fortunately, the gift was not delivered to the marshal that day, and there was no damage to his own vitality. If it is difficult to transport goods, the most money will be spent to eliminate disasters. On the contrary, several influential colleagues in the same industry fell in this "accident". Like the next door, most of the wealthy businessmen involved in "gifting" were taken away by the military. Only overnight, the entire D City business community was shuffled. The accumulation of many people in their entire lives was completely ruined because of such a misstep. Think about it, I can’t help but feel chill...

"I heard that the marshal is leaving today?" Leng Weiran folded the newspaper and glanced at Leng Yiyao.

After drinking the last sip of milk, she wiped her mouth with a napkin. There was nothing to hide. Anyway, people in half a city would go to see someone off in the morning: "Yes."

"Frei's side..." Leng Weiran was about to continue to ask, when the butler suddenly rushed in from outside. In the early morning, there was actually a chill, but he was sweating profusely, as if something was chasing him outside, and his face flushed with anxiety: "Sir, no, it’s not good, there are many people rushing Come in and find the second lady."

Leng Yimeng, who had been immersed in breakfast, suddenly had sharp eyes and looked up. Sure enough, through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, he looked at the crowds of people outside, heading here regardless of Jiading's obstacles.

Leng Chao's reaction was rather plain, but he raised his eyebrows slightly. He was not surprised to see the expressions of Leng Yiyao and his father. He turned his eyes slightly and started eating breakfast again.

But the butler was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

Those people, those people, at first glance, are not simple. It was the first time he saw such a tyrannical person who dared to break into a mansion in a straightforward manner!

"It's okay, you bring them in." As expected, it won't be easy early in the morning. I want to come, His Highness Lu Chen is here to ask someone. Leng Wei Ran sighed in his heart.

"Yes, yes." The butler stepped back only consensually, and hurriedly ran outside.

At this time, the group of people in black had almost walked to the door, seeing the family members being pushed to the ground, but one by one did not dare to resist...

The housekeeper felt cold and swallowed subconsciously...

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