I was also choked up by his words "You are not the same as Lin Sheng", so I didn't answer in time.

Ran Qingzhuang frowned, opened the door further, and said in a more serious tone, "Ji Ning, are you listening to me?"

I took a step back abruptly: "Oh... well, I see." In response, I turned around and walked to my bedroom. While holding the bedroom door handle, there was a sound of the door closing behind me.

Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a while, he opened the drawer, took out the ring he bought, and took a closer look in front of him.

Because I'm not the same as Lin Sheng, so even if Lin Sheng gave him a broken ring, he would treat it as a treasure, and even if I bought an expensive one, he wouldn't take it lightly.

I feel ashamed of Ran Qingzhuang and want to atone for my sins, but it doesn't mean that I have no temper, and I won't feel hurt when I hear any demeanor.

The ring was firmly pressed into the palm of my hand, I rolled over, buried my face in the pillow, and released my five fingers until I exhausted all my strength and the palm ached.

Chapter 16 Are you... also an internal responder?

The cafeteria of the Red House is located on the first floor, facing the green garden outside, with a good view, three meals buffet, and a large TV on the wall, which broadcasts hot news on a loop throughout the day, so that people will not feel bored when eating alone.

"Recently, Jiang Ruantang, director of Chonghai Urban Construction Administration, was taken away for investigation due to corruption. During Jiang Ruantang's tenure as director of Urban Construction Administration, he took advantage of his position many times to privately organize urban construction projects without bidding. Assigned to familiar companies, to benefit from it..."

Pao Zi was in the air, and the news broadcasted pictures of the fallen officials being taken away for investigation. Although the clothes are completely different, the characteristic silver-gray hair and the mustache curled up at the end made me recognize the haggard former director of the Urban Construction Administration on the TV at a glance. It was not long ago. The "Mr. Jiang" who came to meet Mr. Jin on the island.

What a beautiful person at that time, accompanied by a beautiful woman in his right hand and holding a cane in his left hand, just like the style of a nobleman. It was not long before he was taken away for investigation.

Really, things are unpredictable.

"I don't want to learn anymore, my hand hurts!" Jin Yuanbao pouted and pushed the qin to the ground, rubbing his fingers constantly. He had reached the limit and refused to learn any more.

I looked at the time and it was fine, two hours, a lot better than the beginning.

"Then let Steward Feng bring some snacks?" I picked up the toddler's cello from the ground and put it back in the case. I intend to end today's teaching.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." The young master jumped off the stool, ran in front of me, tugged at my sleeve and said, "Teacher, shall we play games?"

As soon as I heard the game, I had a big head and quickly refused: "No way, did you forget the last time you played the game? Your brother is angry."

The child pursed his lips and seemed a little unconcerned, but did not insist.

With his hands behind his back, he started to walk around the room, like the little old man, he didn't know what to do.

I closed the piano score, put away my own piano and planned to say goodbye: "Then I'm leaving..."

Jin Yuanbao seemed to have thought of some good idea. He ran over with bright eyes and grabbed me: "Teacher, shall I take you on an adventure?"

"Adventure?"

"My brother will never find out this time. Let's go through the secret passage." He didn't care, he dragged me away, and in a hurry, I only had time to unload the cello on my shoulders to the ground.

He took me to a painting on the wall. It was the largest oil painting in the room, maybe two meters high, and it painted a Western Bible theme.

Jin Yuanbao pressed his hand on the frame, pushed it in one direction with a little force, and after a while, a dark intersection appeared in front of me.

"This is..." The cold wind blew from the door, and I got goosebumps and asked Jin Yuanbao aside.

The child looked proud: "It's amazing, right? I accidentally discovered it when I was a child. It's like a big labyrinth. You can go anywhere and avoid surveillance! I often use this to escape outside, but Steward Feng doesn't even know about me. How did you get out?"

I heard that in the past, nobles always liked to set up such secret passages, allowing their servants to move and walk in it. If necessary, they would call the servants by tapping the pipe. If they are not needed, it is best not to show any servants in front of them.

The castle follows the pattern and decoration of a hundred years ago. Each wall is pasted with exquisite wallpaper and a large number of works of art are hung. There may be thousands of oil paintings and gouache hanging in the whole castle, and even if Sherlock Holmes is alive, it is impossible to know which paintings will have a secret door behind them, connecting complicated secret passages.

Or, Jin Feisheng and Jin Chenyu knew about these secret passages and kept them for a while, but they didn't expect to be discovered by Jin Yuanbao, and they were used as playgrounds for all these years...

"Teacher, come in quickly, I'll take you on an adventure!" Before I could express my position, Jin Yuanbao had already stepped into the secret passage.

After hesitating for a while, I turned on the flashlight function of my mobile phone, and followed suit.

The passage is dark, but there are sensor lights on the walls that turn on a faint light when people pass by. This further confirms my guess that this channel has been maintained by the Jin family.

Jin Yuanbao seemed to be very familiar with the various corners of the secret road, and he took me around and around, and I didn't know where to go. The sense of direction no longer works, so I have to call up the compass to check and find that we are going west.

There are many forks in the secret road. I followed Jin Yuanbao closely, for fear that I would lose someone and lose my way in the secret road.

After walking for maybe ten minutes, the passage began to narrow and spiraled down. After walking down a long staircase, Jin Yuanbao in front finally stopped.

He pointed to the wall at the end and motioned for me to look.

When I saw it, there was a wooden cross over a meter long hanging there, which instantly added a bit of horror to the already gloomy atmosphere.

Came all the way here just to show me this? The world of children is so hard to understand.

I was about to greet him to go back when suddenly, across the thin wall at the end, I heard a woman's scream.