บท 145: AUSDRUCK

Ausdruck: expression.

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Yuan Dongping walked over to the couch and stopped walking near the couch where Zhou Yongliang was sitting on.

"You accuse me of killing someone, Ah-Liang?" The man asked his nephew in a sad tone. Even his eyes and face looked hurt, and it sparked Zhou Yongliang's anger.

The younger boy got up from his seat and stared at his uncle with angry eyes. "I didn't accuse you, shushu. I know that you're the one who killed your innocent nephew!"

Zhou Yongliang looked furious and upset. His heart was hurt knowing that his uncle had lied to him all these times. He trusted his uncle wholeheartedly, but all he got was a betrayal.

"Why should I kill my little nephew, Ah-Liang? That didn't give me anything!" Yuan Dongping stubbornly argued as he kept staring at Zhou Yongliang with somber eyes.