He didn't move, Zhao Ziming didn't dare to move, and the others didn't even dare to breathe.

For a while, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other, but they could only make eye contact, and they were all confused.

"master"

The servant brought in the second son and third son of the Zhao family.

Seeing the atmosphere in the room, it instantly stiffened.

Fortunately, Zhao Ziming glared at him: "Don't kneel down yet!"

Only then did the subordinates withdrew their gods, and quickly dragged the two sons down to their knees, shaking with fear.

"Mr. Gu... Inuzi... has arrived..."

"Ok!"

Gu Lan responded lightly, before turning his head to look.

After a glance at everyone, he got up and walked around them without any haste.

Finally, he walked back.

"Patriarch Zhao, if I'm someone, it's a bit hard for me... It's better to be like this, you point it out to me yourself!!"

Zhao Ziming's face changed in shock: "Mr. Gu!?"

What is this going to do?

Killing but nodding.

Why do we need to be so bitter?

He actually asked him to do it himself, giving his wife, concubine and children hands.

Gu Lan turned his eyes slightly and smiled at the corners of her lips: "What? My suggestion... Patriarch Zhao seems very embarrassed, reluctant?"

Zhao Ziming: "..."

Unwilling! !

Of course reluctant! !

He can send his abandoned concubine, his daughter, but his son

After all, I am unwilling! !

But what can we do if we are unwilling?

In front of a powerful person, he has no right to choose, he can only be forced to accept it.

"Mr. Gu is so worthy of me, I... If I don't... don't agree, doesn't it seem that I am too insincere?!"

Turning his head slightly, he looked at his children, his eyes flickering.

Everyone's heart trembled by him:

"master?"

"father?"

This kind of look seemed to send them to the guillotine one by one, which made people fearful.

"The fifth and the eleventh... these are the two of my favorites... As for my daughter and son... I think they should stay, Mr. Gu makes the decision by himself!"

After a short silence--

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Don't you want us anymore?"

"Who is he? What is he going to do?"

"father"

"Woo..."

The concubines were in awe, but the children just cried and didn't even have the strength to speak.

In the chaos, Zhao Ziming yelled hysterically: "Shut up, shut up all of you!!"

There was no sound in the room, only a slight sob.

Zhao Ziming suppressed his anger, turned to Gu Lan, clasped his fists in both hands: "Mr. Gu, I don't know this arrangement, are you still satisfied?"

"Satisfied or unsatisfied..."

Gu Lan smiled indifferently, and pointed at Mrs. Eleven.

"Who is she?"

"My Lady Eleven..."

"Is it your favorite?"

"Yes"

"I can see it!"

"..." Zhao Ziming was startled, but Gu Lan said something like this abruptly, with a few meanings.

"If it weren't for your favorite concubine, I would never dare to eat presumptuously in front of me!!"

Mrs. Eleven had a dumb expression from beginning to end.

She didn't know if it was sold or what happened.

Kneeling in a hurry, she crawled to Zhao Ziming's side, not daring to cry, just pulling his sleeves.

"Master, did the concubine do something that made the master angry..."