"Why did you suddenly ask about this? Haven't you found your parents? I went back to have a meal with the old man. I haven't found you for this matter yet." Han Dong said.

"I found it, but Wang Ke and Murong Xue have not. I want to find it for them, so I will help them ask about this." Lu Qiao said.

"I want to ask, are you going to come, or Ke'er asked you to come, or Xue'er?" Han Dong asked back.

"It's me, and who's the point? There's a gap between you now. I'm here to break the matter of a layer of window paper today." Lu Qiao replied.

"There is no barrier between us." Han Dong said.

"No? Why do I know this without it?" Lu Qiao replied.

"Anyway, I'm going to find new people in half a year. I'll explain the matter to them clearly. If they come to ask, can't you wait for them for half a year?" Han Dong did not hide it, and he said the matter in a name.

"I'll talk about it in half a year, let them have no choice. If you don't tell them the answer, is it that you tied up the person?" Lu Qiao said.

"No." Han Dong quickly answered.

"No, it's not that you have something to hide. It's because you hide things like this that the two children have opinions about you, right?" Lu Qiao said.

The sound of footsteps came, and Han Dong seemed to go to a separate room: "Is Wang Ke by your side?"

"Not here." Luqiao opened.

"My idea is very simple. I'm an adult at the age of eighteen. I'm expressing my willingness. They have the right to choose. Otherwise, if I haven't grown up, I will only face more doubts when I know things. Without the right to choose, the previous Lyon was degenerate like this." Han Dong said.

"Lyon? Who is that?" Lu Qiao asked in confusion.

"Every time the child reaches the age of eighteen, I will ask them to leave and find new people, usually one man and one woman. The last Keer substitute is Lyon, who is a good child. Unfortunately, I told him the truth at the age of sixteen. As a result, after the age of eighteen, he chose the wrong path and finally won't be reborn." Han Dong would be hungry.

Lu Qiao could hear that there was no intention of deceiving Han Dong's words.

"Tell me the matter, I won't say it." Lu Qiao said.

"Lyon is a tragedy, and things are actually very simple. These children have miserable childhoods. Their parents are somewhat involved in illegal things. Either they are infected with bad habits or they are inseparable from evil outside. I will snatch their children from this group of people to raise them by themselves. Many of them are specially taught by their relatives after I have been forced to lose their memory by electric shock and their relatives have been taught to become successful. It is not easy for them. I thought that at the age of 18, I would give them a chance to live again. Instead of being disgusted, Lyon is such a tragedy." Han Dong sighed.

Lu Qiao realized at this time, so if he had not been regarded as an orphan back then, if Lian Dalong was still having a business with Lian Dong, then he would have been the target that Han Dong had once looked for?

"You keep talking." Lu Qiao said.

"The two sixteen-year-old children were the last batch of Keer and Han Dong. They were Shangxue and Lyon. The sixteen-year-old Lyon was almost unanimously asking about my parents' whereabouts. He said he could always dream, dreaming of a brick and tile house. His father and mother made a table of good dishes waiting for him. The dishes tasted unique. It was delicious than anything I had eaten. I had no choice but to tell his parents' whereabouts. In my eyes, his parents were not good people, but two addicts. What awaited him at home was never a delicacy, there were countless needles, candles, and homes that were no longer like home. But I couldn't bear to say that, and only told their parents' phone number and contact information." Han Dong said.

"What happened?" Lu Qiao lost confidence in speaking.

"Actually, I have known this kind of thing for a long time. People always have grudges. After I talked about the whereabouts of Lyon's parents, I originally planned to take him to see him at the age of 18. But who would know that he had known his parents for two years in advance and contacted them silently for two years. His parents are also capable people, and just using words to deceive Lyon made him believe it. He said that he could have a lot of money to help the other party at the age of 18 and then live a good life together. I could not match their mobile phone communication and blood relationship. The first day I left him at the age of 18, he used the money to find his biological parents. His money was used by his biological parents to buy banned drugs, and even let them smoke with him. When I remembered that I wanted to take him to see his parents, it was already half a year later when I saw Lyon. I saw not a family of three, but three walking corpses." Han Dong explained.

Luqiao was silent at this time.

"You know that puberty is like two years apart from 16 to 18. But there are many differences, many. At the age of 18, I just need to explain things clearly. When they see such things, their first reaction is to stay away. If they can live alone, they will live alone. If they can help, they will not have feelings for them. At present, the most failed thing I have done is Lyon. I don't like Keer to be the second Lyon. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Han Dong replied.

"Sure, I understand. Murong Xue and Wang Ke both have family members, right?" Lu Qiao asked.

"As long as you count, it will be more than a hundred days. I will say that at that time, let's just do it." Han Dong hung up the phone.

"That's true, you can digest this matter internally. I'll just ask, thank you for your hard work." Lu Qiao replied awkwardly.

"If you understand, I will do it." Han Dong hung up the phone.

Lu Qiao did understand, but he also had many strange ideas. One of them was what was going on in Han Dong's family, which made Han Dong think of such a way to save him. Lu Qiao had the idea and put the investigation of Han Dong's family affairs into the plan.

When Lu Qiao returned to the underworld, Wang Ke walked over and asked, "How is the conversation going?"

Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly, so it was not appropriate to say anything directly. Lu Qiao thought of a solution and found a tactful statement: "I didn't know something from Murong Xue, and Han Dong naturally didn't get any clues. I went to ask the King of Hell, don't worry."

"As long, you go. You must ask something, do you know?" Wang Ke said.
Chapter completed!