I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

Latest website: Ji Han said curiously:

"This is a bit strange. Since that was Steven Rockefeller's request and he is dead, why do his descendants still guard that house?"

Moss shrugged and said:

"It's a pity. I also want to know the reason behind this. After all, my parents also invested money in it."

Chen Ke asked:

"Excuse me, could it be that Steven Rockefeller and your parents did something shameful inside? That's why outsiders are not allowed to enter?"

Moss was not angry after hearing this. He just shook his head and explained:

"If you had done something bad in there, I guess you would have destroyed it there so that no evidence would be left behind. But how could anyone guard it and let their heirs guard their own evidence?

So I guessed that there might be some precious treasures from their family, or some precious items they found in another world. I was also very curious about this, but considering the relationship, I never took any risks. things. "

Ji Han nodded and said:

"So, if we want to go there, we must visit the descendants of Steven Rockefeller?"

"It's best this way. Of course, all this is to solve the catastrophe. I will help you explain it. Even if the other party really doesn't agree, we will find a way to let you in."

Ji Hanxin said that the so-called finding a solution should be to pretend not to see it and let everyone take the blame?

"Okay, without further ado, please ask Mr. Moss to lead the way, and we'll go visit right away."

Knowing that Ji Han and others came here in a low profile to keep it secret, Moss did not go back to call his subordinates. Instead, he took a few cars and took Ji Han and others to the estate of Steven Rockefeller's descendants.

"By the way, Mr. Moss, are there many people in their family? Who is the person talking now?"

"There are quite a few people in their manor, especially servants. But in terms of relatives, Steven Moss only has one son. When he was young, the boy traveled around without home until his father passed away. , he just came back to inherit the family business.

And he hasn't married yet, so as long as he can get his consent, entering that place shouldn't be a problem. "

Eggplant envied:

"Good guy, an only son inheriting a family fortune of hundreds of millions? It makes me fucking envious just thinking about it."

"Maybe it's because their family is not prosperous, so they often give away money and charity, leaving a good reputation in California. That's where we are."

Moss pointed at a huge manor that appeared at the end of the road.

Even from the doorway, you can see the magnificent modern villa in the manor. The surrounding gardens are also arranged to complement the woods outside, as if the entire manor grew out of nature.

You can still vaguely see busy servants in the manor, walking dogs, watering flowers and sweeping the floor, but no one noticed this.

Ji Han and others got off the car and came to the gate. Moss stepped forward and pressed the doorbell, and then the video window next to him lit up.

Moss stepped forward and briefly introduced himself, and finally nodded slightly and said in Chinese:

"I came to visit you on something very important."

Moss had not said hello beforehand, and it was obvious that he was quite confident about his identity when he opened the door.

The man in the video nodded, and then explained in very standard Chinese:

"The young master was seriously ill some time ago. He is not feeling well these days. I will go and talk to him first. Please wait a moment."

As he spoke, he turned off the video voice.

Moss turned around and introduced:

"The person who just spoke is their housekeeper here, named Bourne. He is relatively easy to talk to. Let's wait a moment."

Chen Ke said curiously:

"Is this guy Chinese?"

"No, he's an Englishman, but he speaks a little more languages."

"Good guy, is this the way to be a steward now?"

Sure enough, not long after, the video in front of the door was opened again, and Bourne replied:

"Please come in, the east gate of the villa at the end, I will wait for you here."

As the iron gate opened, everyone slowly entered the manor. They felt even more comfortable inside. The life of the rich was so simple and unpretentious.

Arriving at the east gate of the villa, there was already standing a white man with short brown hair. The butler's uniform he wore was close-fitting and neat. Although he looked to be an man in his forties or fifties, his figure was still tall and tall.

Smiling all over his face, the only dissonance was that there was a less obvious scar on his cheek.

"Welcome everyone, please wait in the east hall for a moment. The young master will be down soon."

Everyone came to the east hall and just sat down. Before they had time to taste the black tea brewed on the table, they heard footsteps coming from the stairs next to them.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the young master of the Rockefeller family finally walked out from the cover of the stairs.

He was pulling on his untied shoes and was wearing a purple nightgown full of wrinkles...

When seeing this, everyone frowned in unison. Ji Hanxin said, who is this young master? It must be some diaosi soul that has passed through, right?

But as the man's upper body was completely exposed, Ji Han and others' doubts were completely eliminated.

His fair skin looks extremely delicate, his short blond hair is uncombed and is now scattered on the back of his head, and his pair of blue eyes are very charming. The sun shines in from the window behind him, making him look like he is bathed in sunshine. Down.

Wearing a pair of glasses, he was holding a half-open foreign language book in his hand.

The handsome face with a unique aristocratic temperament completely shattered the sloppy image that was about to form in everyone's minds.

Ji Hanxin said that of course a person still needs a handsome face.

When the young man came down and saw the people waiting in the east hall, he couldn't help but have some doubts on his face. Bourne went over and explained it again, and then the young man sat on the sofa in the living room.

It wasn't until he sat down that Ji Han noticed that the boy's neck was actually wrapped with a bandage.

Seeing that the young man had come down, Bourne introduced to Ji Han and others:

"This is my young master, Albert Rockefeller. If you have anything, just want to talk to him."

Moss was too embarrassed to go straight to the topic, so he went around a bit and said:

"It's been a long time since I've come to visit. We have been friends for two generations since our parents' generation. I have something to discuss with you today, which is... uh, where is your neck?"

Albert smiled awkwardly, turned around and glanced at Bourne, who explained:

"Some time ago, my young master was diagnosed with throat cancer, so he had to undergo an operation. Therefore, it is not convenient to speak during this period, but text communication is still no problem."