"Dis!"

"Um."

The feeling that the heart is about to jump out of the throat turns out to be not an exaggerated figure of speech, because Karen has experienced it now.

When he looked at this children's painting and recognized the identity of the murderer in the painting, he couldn't help but exclaimed;

"murderer",

I don’t know when I was already standing at the door,

And he also picked up one:

"Um."

The soft sound sounded like thunder in Karen's ears.

Karen, who was originally sitting on the spring bed, straightened her back instantly and stood up immediately.

at the same time,

Notebook in hand closed.

"Did you just call me?" Dis asked.

"I...yes, something is wrong."

Dis nodded: "I also have something to ask you."

"Haha, what a coincidence, grandpa."

"Come to my study."

"Okay, grandpa."

Dis turned and left.

When he heard the sound of the study door opening, Karen immediately opened the notebook, tore out the page and crumpled it into a ball.

Then he glanced at the glass of milk and glass of water on the desk, and finally stuffed the paper ball into his pocket and gave up the intention of swallowing it.

After walking out of the bedroom, Karen walked into Dis' study.

The furnishings of Dis's study are no different from those of an ordinary study, and there is nothing particularly luxurious or special about it. The chandelier in the center of the study is brightly lit.

But Karen remembered that Diss lit the candle in the study that night.

Dis sat behind the desk, while Karen pulled the chair over and sat down naturally, at least, it seemed natural.

For now, Karen can only "put aside" the matter of the painting in the back of her mind;

First of all, he has no feelings for his "parents". In fact, even in "Karen's" memory, the impression of his parents is almost blurred. Therefore, whether the death of "Karen's" parents is really as depicted in the painting?

What Dis did actually did not involve fundamental issues for him.

Furthermore, what he needs to do now is to save his own life.

"You say it first or should I say it first?" Dis asked.

"Grandpa, please speak first."

"Your uncle told me what happened today and the new position he wants to arrange for you in the company.

Now that you have become so cheerful, can you help others relieve their depression?"

Karen replied: "It is precisely because I have been depressed for a long time that I know how to listen and understand."

"Are you willing to do these things?"

"willing."

"Why?"

"Because I am a member of the Immelais family. If I have the ability, I am willing to help my family, not only my family's company, but also my family members, my... family members."

"The Mink Street Church recently opened a deacon position. If you want to help and enlighten others, this position is actually more suitable."

"I don't want to go to church and be a deacon."

"Oh, why?"

"I want to do things from the perspective of my own identity, not... in the name of God."

"Is it different?"

"Very different."

"What's different?"

"I think the relationship between family members is innate, not a gift from God. Family members do not need God to lubricate each other."

"Go on."

"Uncle Mason needs money, Aunt Mary also needs money, and Aunt Winnie also needs money after her divorce."

"There is no shortage of money at home."

"But my family is not rich enough."

"I actually don't really want my children to spend their lives focusing on making money, because money can never be earned. There are actually more meaningful things in life."

"However, most meaningful things will be difficult to achieve if there is not enough money."

Dis was silent, and Karen stopped talking.

a long time,

Dis broke the silence: "Do you like money very much?"

"Grandpa, as I said just now, uncles, aunts, aunts, including Mina, Lunt and Chris who are growing up, they all need money. What the family needs is what I want to fight for."

Dis reached for the tea cup on the table.

Karen stood up and picked up the hot water bottle under the corner of the desk: "Grandpa, do you need to change the tea leaves?"

Dis shook his head.

Karen poured the hot water in, put down the water bottle, and sat down again.

"Do you think you can make enough money by doing this? I know you made 20,000 rupees today.

In fact, I am also curious as to why that gentleman is willing to pay so much remuneration?"

"Because he knows the goods."

"That's the problem. There are always a small number of people who know the goods. There are even fewer people who know the goods but also have money and are willing to spend money without being stingy."

"I will think of other ways. I believe I can do it."

"Okay." Dis took a sip of tea, "Now, let's talk about your business."

"Grandpa, I want to pick up my studies again."

"Oh? You want to continue school?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

"You just said you want to do things for your family and make money for your family."

"I don't need to go to school every day. I can study by myself while helping at home, but I need you to help me with my student status."

"Are you still planning to go to college?"

"I have this plan."

"Where should I go to college?"

"St. John's University in Wayne, I heard, is an excellent university in the world."

"Yes, this is recognized, but do you think you can go to college there?"

"I think as long as I study hard and keep working hard..."

"No no no."

Dis interrupted Karen,

"You misunderstood what I meant."

"Grandpa, what do you mean?"

"I'm getting older. When people get older, they like stability and like to see their children surrounding them."

Karen froze;

In his original vision,

He goes to another country to study at university, which is a good way to deal with the relationship for both parties.

You know I am not your grandson anymore,

You also know that I already know that you know that I am not your grandson,

I left Luojia City and Ruilan Country for a legitimate reason;
To be continued...