667: C667 Get Rid of Her

C667 Get Rid of Her

Tang Jue led the way while Le Youyou followed behind. They arrived at the main hall.

Old master Tang, Tang Jue, and Tang Beiyue were surrounded by the crowd. It seemed like they were about to leave.

"Youyou. . . " Tang Beiyue reached out his hand to her. "We are about to leave by helicopter. Follow me to the roof. "

Le Youyou shook her head and asked, "I have a lot of questions in my heart. If I can't solve them, I will not go with you. . . "

Tang Beiyue looked at his watch and his face was calm, "You ask. "

"More than 20 years ago, your grandfather sent people to the continent to study eternal strains. . . Right?"

The Tang family and Huo family were eyeing the eternal strain of the Gong family. This was the reason why they started the competition 20 years ago.

In fact, they were still continuing with the experiment.

Tang Beiyue looked at Tang Yi with all his might. Tang Yi said impatiently, "Girl, what do you want to ask? Are you asking me about the matter of me framing your father? "

It turned out that even old master Tang knew about it.

He spoke of this matter frankly without the slightest bit of remorse.

She nodded. "That's right. "

Old master Tang said, "Back then, the Tang family and the Huo family had their eyes on the eternal strain of the Gong family. We found Han Tinejun and hoped that he would serve the Tang family, but he chose the Huo family instead. I had no choice but to invite the experts from the United States to study it, but it ended in failure. If Han Tinejun is willing to help me, I will not deal with him. "

Old master Tang frankly said these words, totally not putting this girl in his eyes.

Compared to old master Tang, Le Youyou was not worth mentioning.

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"So my dad is not a psychopath! This is all because you framed him, right? " Le Youyou's eyes were filled with tears.

The burden that she had to bear for twenty years was finally lifted.

Her father was not a psychopath killer. . . .

Those children who were kidnapped from all over the world did not die in his hands.

Le Youyou's hands were in her pockets as she touched the phone in her pocket. She had already turned on the recording button before talking to the old man.

With the truth that old master Tang had told her personally, she would definitely be able to help Papa Zhaoxue.

When Tang Beiyue heard what the old man said, his face was first shocked, then it became confused.

At this moment, old master Tang instructed Tang Beiyue, "Don't talk nonsense. We are leaving. If you want to take this woman with you, you can go and ask her if she is willing to leave with you. "

Tang Beiyue did not want to ask because he knew that even if he asked, Le Youyou would not follow him.

She must stay in Jiang City to find his father.

Le Youyou made a decision in her heart. She put her hands in her coat and held her phone tightly. After looking at Tang Beiyue, she turned around and left.

Suddenly, old master Tang shouted, "Don't go yet. " He pointed at Tang Jue. "Go and search her. Don't let her take away any random things. "

When Le Youyou heard that he was going to search her body, she immediately ran.

Once she ran, it proved that she had done something fishy.

Old master Tang shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Capture her. "0

Tang Beiyue moved his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Le Youyou was brought back by two bodyguards.

Tang Jue searched her pocket and found a phone. He looked at the phone screen and Tang Jue's expression was not good. "Old man, when you were talking just now, she recorded. . . "

"I told you this woman suddenly asked me this question because she was plotting something. She wanted to find evidence for her father. " old master Tang shouted, "Destroy the phone. Old master Tang looked at Tang Beiyue and said, "You know how to deal with this woman. "

After saying that, the old man went upstairs first. "Tang Beiyue, I will give you half an hour. After you finish dealing with her, come back to America with me. "

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