Seeing the same scene as when he left, Han Sanqian walked to the south wall, and there was a clearly visible scratch on the wall. This is his height when he was twelve years old, and since then, Han Sanqian has recognized his position in the Han family and understood the truth that only by relying on himself can he live well.

"That year, you were so short, no wonder you were looked down upon." Han Sanqian caressed the scratches on the wall and smiled wryly.

Squatting on the ground and leaning against the wall, Han Sanqian seemed to have returned to his childhood.

At that time, Nangong Qianqiu didn't let him eat at the table.

At that time, when he was bullied by Han Jun, Nangong Qianqiu would beat and scold him for a while, never asking who was right and who was wrong.

At that time, even the servants of the Han family would laugh at him behind his back.

Too much humiliation and injustice happened in this courtyard.

And now, do you still want me to go to jail for Han Jun?

Nangong Qianqiu, if you really do such a thing, then don't blame me, Han Sanqian, for not thinking of blood relationship.

The Han family, the place where I, Han Sanqian, is the Han family!

The next day, Han Sanqian saw the tall Nangong Qianqiu under the huanghuali tree.

"Is there any rule, don't you know to call me grandma when you see me?" Nangong Qianqiu said sharply to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian walked under the tree and nodded slightly to Lord Yan, but did not call Nangong Qianqiu.

Not respectful or filial?

Han Sanqian didn't, but he was expelled from the Han family long ago, and Nangong Qianqiu never treated him as a grandson, so how could he be called Nangong Qianqiu's grandma?

"I'm back, what do you want me to do?" Han Sanqian asked lightly.

Nangong Qianqiu gritted her teeth and said, "How could the Han family produce such an uneducated thing like you? If Han Jun hadn't been imprisoned, you would never want to go back to this place."

The contempt from Nangong Qianqiu will not hurt Han Sanqian. Because I have been used to it since I was a child.

"I heard that Han Cheng is dying, do you need me to send him to his death?" Han Sanqian said.

Nangong Qianqiu stood up with a grim expression on his face, swung the crutch in his hand on Han Sanqian's shoulder, and cursed angrily: "He is also your father, without him, there would be no you, how can you talk like this."

The shoulder hurts, but Han Sanqian didn't even frown, and said: "Without me, there would be no Han Jun, you old man is not willing to part with it."

"Hmph, how do you compare with Han Jun? He is the future heir of my Han family, and you are just a waste, an accessory." Nangong Qianqiu said disdainfully.

"Hurry up and get down to business, I don't have time to waste with you." Han Sanqian said.

"Go to Shi Jing, I feel annoying even if I look at you more than once, so get out of here." Nangong Qianqiu scolded.

Han Sanqian just took a step, but stopped suddenly. Said: "Don't play with fire and set yourself on fire, I can still give him a way out."

"Han Sanqian, what do you mean?" Nangong Qianqiu was trembling with anger. This kid warned him like this, completely ignoring her old man.

After Han Sanqian walked away. Nangong Qianqiu sat down again, and was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

"It's better for Han Jun, who can please me. This uneducated thing dares to talk to me like this. He doesn't pay attention to me as a grandma at all. You'd better die in it." Nangong Qianqiu's eyes are sinister Said.

Before, she just wanted Han Sanqian to go to jail instead of Han Jun, but now, a new idea was born.

Only when Han Sanqian died in prison, this matter would never be exposed. JrNovels.com