Chapter 786 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

An Chen glanced at the gardener who was cleaning the House and looked at him curiously. “Uncle An, why have all the servants in this House changed? ”

Uncle An’s eyes flashed and he smiled. “The last time someone stole something, master sent everyone away and brought a new batch over. ”

“stole something? Stole something from the Presidential Palace? ” An Chen didn’t believe it.

Someone actually stole something from the Presidential Palace. Was it because they couldn’t get over it?

Moreover, it was a servant who had stayed in the presidential palace for several years… …

“My lord is waiting for you in the study. ” Uncle an didn’t discuss that question anymore. He smiled at him. “Hurry up and go now. ”

“…”an Chen nodded and fell silent.

He glanced at the servants around him. Each of them looked as if they had facial paralysis. They didn’t know how to smile, and they didn’t even seem to know how to speak.

His heart suddenly sank as he walked up the stairs.

When he arrived at the study, an Chen was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. When he heard the door open, he looked up at him. “You’re back. ”

Father and son were not as gentle as father and daughter.

An Chen sat opposite him and nodded. “Father. ”

“mm, he’s grown a lot taller. ” An Ren smiled. “My son has grown up. ”

“But his mother is gone. ” An Chen stared at him intently as he spoke.

An Ren sighed. There was a pained expression on his face. “Yes, I didn’t protect her well… ”

His expression turned gloomy, and his entire being was shrouded in grief.

An Chen could feel his grief. He could only sit on the spot with a dejected expression. “Is it poison? ”

“Yes. ” An Ren nodded “As you know, it’s as if he wants to poison me to death. He’s always going against me. I walked there and he followed me there. I didn’t expect him to enter the presidential palace this time. In order to save me, your mother… … It’s all my fault. But son, I’m also very helpless. For the sake of the Yun nation, for our family … ..

An Ren covered his face and wept bitterly. A man in his forties wept like a child.