City of Streamer

Chapter 45: tenth

Haunted him all night. But I think the lady from the Hashimoto family, the Japanese businessman, is the most promising. "

"Oh?" Feng Shizhen was unmoved, "I also know that although Rong Dingkun is awake, the Rong family is still in charge of Rong Jia. The seventh master made a big fuss before, but in the end, Rong Jia was able to seize power. I'm afraid it's not a good feeling in the seventh master's heart."

Meng Xu'an laughed: "Shizhen, after you have experienced Rong Jia, it really becomes more interesting. It seems that women still need to be inspired by men."

Feng Shizhen wiped his mouth with the napkin, and said indifferently, "Master Qi, you came all the way from Shanghai, are you just to talk to me about some romantic things?"

Meng Xian snapped his fingers and motioned for his men standing by the bar to come over, while saying to Feng Shizhen, "Did Rong Jia tell you that he has not made any progress in finding your biological father?"

Feng Shizhen was a little surprised that Meng Xian would mention this topic, so he couldn't help looking over in confusion.

"That's what he said. Is there something wrong?"

"Do you believe it?"

Feng Shizhen didn't answer, but instead asked, "When did the seventh master become interested in my life experience?"

The men of the Meng family came over with a black file box, opened it with a click, and took out a folder from it.

"The third miss of the Hashimoto family is really not an ordinary lady. She really worked hard to get Rong Jia on. The scandal of the Miss Du family was exposed by her buying the news agency. Yang Xiucheng had to flee in a hurry."

"The seventh master shouldn't be very happy." Feng Shizhen said, "You have long wanted to take Yang Xiucheng for your own use. It's best to help him while he's down. Although Yang Xiucheng is a bit cool and slick, But if you are timid, the seventh master can easily capture him."

"I did make a move." Meng Xian handed the document to Feng Shizhen, "Yang Xiucheng was also interested, and immediately gave me a lot of information. One of them is related to your background. And it's a big secret."

Feng Shizhen glanced suspiciously at Meng Xian and opened the folder.

The contents of the folder are simple, a photo.

"Yang Xiucheng has a ghost in his heart because of his cheating relationship with Du Lanxin, so he has been monitoring Rong Jiashang's every move in private." Meng Xu'an said, "So Rong Jiashang sent his cronies to help you check his life experience, and Yang Xiucheng also has more Heart, I also went to check it out."

The old photo is yellowish, and inside is a family portrait. Two old people sat upright, with two young couples standing behind them. One of the couples was slightly older, and the woman held a swaddle in her arms.

Feng Shizhen's pupils shrank suddenly.

In this couple, the woman looks like her, but the man looks like a young Rong Dingkun!

Feng Shizhen's hands began to tremble slightly, and the blood faded from his face. A chilly fear penetrated her body from behind, penetrated into every crevice, freezing her blood.

"When... was this filmed?"

"See clearly, Shizhen." Meng Xian pointed at the photo with his finger, "This is an old photo."

Feng Shizhen's voice was slightly sharp and asked, "What are these?"

"Yang Xiucheng's people followed the people on Rong Jiashang, found a woman who is said to be your aunt, and took this photo from her." Meng Xu'an said in a sympathetic tone, "In the photo, these two people Just Rong Dingkun and his wife, your biological mother."

Feng Shizhen's hand shook violently, the coffee cup was knocked over, and the half-warm coffee soaked the tablecloth.

The men of the Meng family stopped the waiter who was about to come over. Meng Xian thoughtfully took the coffee cup away and looked at the panicked woman across from him.

"Rong Jiashang married a wife in his early years. After his wife and children died of illness, he married Rong Jiashang's mother Tang Shi. Shizhen, what they didn't know was that that woman was your biological mother. You are the real Rong family. Miss, Rong Dingkun's eldest daughter who has been missing for many years—"

"Shut up!" Feng Shizhen shoved the documents heavily on the table.

The surrounding guests looked over. The two facing each other were unmoved.

Feng Shizhen took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions after a moment, and then spoke calmly.

"Seventh Master, you must pay attention to evidence in everything, and the evidence must be reliable. You can judge my origin and find me a biological father just by taking this vague old photo and saying a few words. Come?" Feng Shizhen sneered, "I don't care how many wives Rong Dingkun has married before, he can't be my biological father. There are many things about me, even if you are as powerful as you, I'm afraid you don't know."

Meng Xian crossed his fingers in front of his chin, and smiled gently: "You mean the person who killed your mother and wanted to kill you is actually your biological father?"

Feng Shizhen held his breath and stared at Meng Xu'an, as if someone grabbed his throat.

"Don't be nervous." Meng Xian said, "I didn't send anyone to follow or eavesdrop on you. I analyzed it based on many signs. Rong Jia is young and innocent, and he has good expectations for the world. He won't be the worst like me. to measure human nature. That's why you like him so much, don't you?"

Feng Shizhen grabbed the tablecloth tightly with both hands and asked, "What else do you know?"

Meng Xu'an stirred the cold coffee and said, "Rong Dingkun's wife and a pair of children are said to have died of illness. The time when the mother and son died is the same as the time when your biological mother was murdered and you were adopted by the Feng family. There should be some vague memory, you know that the person who killed you was your biological father, Rong Dingkun."

Feng Shizhen's mouth twitched bleakly, and said, "The seventh master can be a great detective. Then I have a missing brother, don't tell me it's Rong Jiashang."

"It doesn't match the age." Meng Xian said, "My brother may have been raised elsewhere by Rong Dingkun. After all, men still value their sons."

Feng Shizhen stared at Meng Xu'an indifferently for a moment, and said, "Seventh Master's analysis is well-rounded, and it seems to be seamless. But unless Rong Dingkun admits it himself, it is only an inference. Although my biological father is inferior to livestock, he will not be Rong Ding. Kun! Rong Jia and I are absolutely impossible...there is absolutely no possibility that we are biological siblings!"

After speaking, Feng Shizhen dropped the napkin and stood up.

"Shizhen." Meng Xian held her back, "I came to Beiping to tell you about this, not to mock you in person. I also want to prove that you are not Rong Dingkun's daughter!"

Feng Shizhen was a little confused: "What are you planning?"

Meng Xu'an got up, picked up Feng Shizhen's coat, and served her to put it on like a gentleman, saying, "I want to help you know the truth."

"Why is the seventh master being so kind to me all of a sudden?" Feng Shizhen sneered, "I thought you hated me for a long time because of what happened before. Or do you want to use me to help you?"

"Just treat me as a good deed for the time being." Meng Xu'an walked out with Feng Shizhen and opened the restaurant door for her.

Standing on the snowy street, breathing the cold air, Feng Shizhen's angry and confused brain became calmer. After the panic, an intuition took over the top, and this intuition made her more and more calm.

"He is not my biological father." Feng Shizhen got into the car and emphasized to Meng Xuan again, "I don't need any evidence. I have intuition. My daughter has feelings for her father. Rong Dingkun is not my biological father!"

"That's good." Meng Xu'an said, "I also don't want you to be his daughter. Besides, I also found one thing that might overturn this argument and expose Rong Dingkun's real bottom line."

"What is it?" Feng Shizhen asked immediately.

Meng Xian smiled inexplicably: "Then you need to go back to Shanghai with me to check this matter together."

Feng Shizhen couldn't help giving him a roll of eyes: "You were the one who exiled me to Peiping, and now you are the one who made a special trip to invite me back. Meng Xu'an, has your business collapsed, and you are so idle?"

Meng Xian let out a deep laughter from his chest: "Shizhen, I still prefer you to speak to me in such a rude tone. Do you think I am strange?"

"It's probably cheap." Feng Shizhen was angry and turned his face away.

The rest of the way, the two of them were thinking about each other, and they didn't talk anymore.

Meng Xian took Feng Shizhen back to the door of the apartment, gave her a hotel business card, and said, "I will take a flight back to Shanghai tomorrow morning. You have to change your mind, come here to find me."

Feng Shizhen didn't pick up the business card: "I just want to live a peaceful life now, and I don't want to be involved in the strife of your wealthy families."

"Take it." Meng Xian put the business card in the folder, and stuffed the folder to Feng Shizhen, "You are very similar to me, Shizhen, you will never be a person who indulges in the so-called 'quiet life'. life is still going to be pretty exciting. So, why not start now?”

It snowed in Beiping that night. The table lamp in front of the window illuminated a small piece of night, and through the glass window, you could see the fine salt snowflakes flying in the dark night. There is always snow falling on the windows one after another, melting in the heat, and condensing into frost again.

The lamp on the desk was on until the middle of the night, and under the lamp, there were open folders. Feng Shizhen was lying on the bed in his clothes, looking out the window at the falling snow and the dark night, with so many thoughts, it was difficult to fall asleep.

Rong Dingkun's inexplicable horror when he saw her for the first time resurfaced. She used to be suspicious of Rong Dingkun's reaction, but she gave up because she couldn't find any clues. Thinking about it now, it's even more weird.

Why is Rong Dingkun afraid of a poor and unfamiliar girl like her?

But if it was because Feng Shizhen looked like his biological mother, which caused Rong Dingkun's fear, then he should take action against Feng Shizhen. But in the few months when Feng Shizhen was in the Rong family, Rong Dingkun was indifferent to her, but there was nothing abnormal. Even when she was entangled with Rong Jia later, although Rong Dingkun hated her, he did not take her seriously.

If a man kills his wife and children, and sees a girl similar to his wife again, will he still be so calm? Or Rong Dingkun had already reached a certain level of cold-blooded cruelty, completely putting his own blood debts behind his head.

Meng Xian is not a man who believes the truth when he hears the news. It must be certain that he can let go of his business and travel thousands of miles. And Rong Jiashang's clearly hidden performance before parting made Feng Shizhen couldn't help but have ominous associations.

The information that Yang Xiucheng can get, Rong Jia has no reason to get it. Jia Shang was also afraid that they were related by blood, so he didn't tell her?

Rong Jia, how many secrets did you hide from telling me?

Doubt is like a growing black hole, gradually engulfing Feng Shizhen. Lying on the bed, she felt that she was falling into a trap that had been laid long ago and was destined to be impossible to escape. #####

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Meng Xian's routine is very healthy. Even if he is in a different place, he gets up on time at six in the morning. After drinking a cup of black coffee, he goes downstairs to swim in the heated swimming pool of the hotel.

The swimming pool was very quiet in the early morning, and Meng Xian was the only guest. He swam back and forth for seven or eight laps, and when he dived into the water and looked up, he saw a pair of slender and well-proportioned calves wearing wool socks on the shore. He came out of the water with a whimper, and sure enough, he saw Feng Shizhen standing by the pool with a solemn expression, with a blue shadow in his eyes, obviously he didn't get a good night's rest.

Meng Xian wiped the water droplets from his face and grinned at Feng Shizhen.

"You came a little earlier than I thought."

"The early bird catches the worm," Feng Shizhen said.

Meng Xian came up from the swimming pool, and the bright water droplets slid down his sturdy muscles. Feng Shizhen turned his face away in embarrassment and handed over the bath towel in his hand.

Meng Xu'an found out, and laughed with interest.

Feng Shizhen ignored his smile and said, "I'm here to find you, it doesn't mean I'll do anything for you again. We've already cleared things up before. I just want to find out the truth."

"What about after knowing the truth?" Meng Xu'an asked while wiping the water droplets, "Whether Rong Dingkun is your biological father or not, your biological father did kill your biological mother and wanted to kill you. What are you going to do?"

Feng Shizhen said coldly: "When I act, you will know what I will do."

Meng Xian smiled, wrapped the bath towel around his waist, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Get the plane ready, we'll leave within an hour." Meng Xuan instructed his subordinates, then turned to Feng Shizhen and said, "I hope you have packed your luggage."

An hour later, Meng Xian and Feng Shizhen were sitting in the cabin across the dining table, and their subordinates were putting a steaming breakfast on the dining table.

The plane finally jumped out of the clouds. The scorching sun, which had been blocked by dark clouds for several days, instantly penetrated the entire cabin like a golden arrow. The blue dome is as clear as crystal, shrouding the vast sea of ​​clouds, and the small private jet is like a lost lone bird.

Feng Shizhen looked at the scenery outside the window, a little distracted.

While smearing jam on the toast, Meng Xian said, "Rong Dingkun is paralyzed now, and the Rong family is the eldest young master in power. When Emperor Xuanzong of Tang became the supreme emperor, he could only recall the past to the white-haired palace maid. And the Rong family should be named Rong after all. Or is the surname Qin? I think Rong Jiashang is also thinking about this question."

Feng Shizhen regained his senses. Holding a cup of black coffee, he lazily took off his shoes and curled up on the sofa to flip through the Shanghai tabloids. The newspapers were full of news about Rong Jia cutting the ribbon for Wen Chunli. The man in the photo was handsome and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, without a cold and arrogant arrogance. He has matured a lot, and he can't find the shadow of the noble and dazed boy in white half a year ago.

Feng Shizhen covered the newspaper in disappointment and said, "What's the matter with the surname Qin? The Rong family goes back to their hometown to worship their ancestors every year. If they don't have the surname Rong, then wouldn't they be kowtowing to the ancestors of other families? A stingy person like Rong Dingkun , how could it be possible to suffer this loss?"

Meng Xu'an said, "It is said that Rong Dingkun was originally an outsider of the Rong family. He recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan when he was ten years old, so he has two names. He originally followed his grandfather's family and was called Qin Shuigen."

"Do you believe it?" Feng Shizhen asked.

Meng Xu'an sneered and didn't answer, and said, "If you want to know the truth, besides asking Rong Dingkun himself, you can only ask Zhao Huaan."

Feng Shizhen said: "Zhao Huaan worked hard with Rong Dingkun, and he must know Rong Dingkun's old bottom. Besides, from my observation, he may have been Rong Dingkun's loyal younger brother, but now he is very fond of Mrs. Rong, who is a widow. There are some inexplicable feelings. Rong Dingkun has become a waste now, and I am optimistic about him and Mrs. Rong. "

Meng Xian thought it was funny, and couldn't help but laugh.

"There are still many loopholes in this matter." Feng Shizhen added, "How can I prove that the couple in the photo is Rong Dingkun and my biological mother? How can I prove that I am Rong Dingkun's biological daughter. How can I prove that this Rong Dingkun is the one in the picture? This one? Just holding a photo and inferring similar faces is not accurate."

Meng Xian played with the small coffee spoon, nodded, and said, "That Qian's hand should still have something to testify. If it's true or not, it's better to say it in person. It's a pity that I was a step behind, that woman has already been taken by Rong Jia. I sent someone to pick it up. If there is anything that is not good for Rong Dingkun, Rong Jiashang is afraid that it will be destroyed to save the face of the Rong family. But don't worry, I also sent someone to rob people. Can I rob them? There will be news in two days.”

Feng Shizhen nodded nervously, lowered his head unconsciously and continued to flip through the newspaper.

Meng Xu'an looked at Feng Shizhen's melancholy face, and suddenly said, "It's not a coincidence. When Rong Dingkun set fire to Wen Chunli, he definitely never thought that a resident's daughter would have an inextricable relationship with him."

Feng Shizhen frowned and looked up at Meng Xu'an: "Seventh Master, it wasn't accidental that you picked me at the beginning, was it?"

Meng Xu'an stared at Feng Shizhen silently for a moment, his eyes surging for a moment, and then he smiled slowly.

"I'm not a prophet, how could I know that you have such a relationship with the Rong family? However, I did select you from a group of victims to cultivate. You thought you just went to the wrong private room of the hotel. You never doubted The hotel waiter you asked about intentionally misled you?"

Feng Shizhen was stunned, "You let someone lead me into your private room by mistake!"

Meng Xian pursed his lips and smiled.

Feng Shizhen understood and couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that the seventh master played chess several steps ahead of me. Then I have to ask, why me?"

"Why you?" Meng Xu'an shook the cigarette ashes and stared at Feng Shizhen, "You stand out from the crowd I investigated. I saw your characteristics, and I saw a lot of things I need from you. Perseverance, persistence, intelligence , well educated...you're destined to do things, and you're just right for me."

"It's the first time I've been praised like a flower." Feng Shizhen sneered softly.

"We have a mutually beneficial relationship from the beginning." Meng Xu'an said, "You are a young girl, so your fighting spirit will be disintegrated by love. I used to be disappointed with you, but I have figured it out now. There are weaknesses. Shizhen, you still have a long way to go. Trust me."

Feng Shizhen was silent thoughtfully.

"Why do you like him so much?" Meng Xian asked suddenly.

"What?" Feng Shizhen looked over, "Jia Shang?"

Meng Xu'an said, "He is so immature, innocent, and confused. Or is it because you are used to being a teacher, you can't resist when you meet a man who needs your guidance and love?"

Feng Shizhen is not used to discussing his love life with a person of the opposite sex. But that's the downside of flying a private jet. They were trapped in cramped spaces with nowhere to go. If one person is ignorant, the other person has to bite the bullet and have nowhere to escape.

"I haven't analyzed our relationship very much." Feng Shizhen said, "I don't know where it came from, and it goes deep. In short, that's how the relationship came. You can see that he is innocent and young, but I think he is a very rare gift. The heart of a child. You think he is confused, but I think he is bravely and actively looking for the direction of life. He is not a fully mature man, unlike you, the seventh master, you are already a perfect product, and he is not Perfect. But I'm not perfect either. We're together, we've grown together, we've gotten better because of each other. Two imperfect people, together we've become a new, perfect individual."

Meng Xu'an looked at her and remained silent.

Feng Shizhen flipped through the newspaper with a slight smile, and said, "Some women like to do it overnight and go straight to the finished product. And I enjoy the process of growing up together. Maybe this process is very short, but it only takes ten days. But as long as I get it , you will no longer have any regrets. Seventh Master, one day in the future, you will fall in love with a woman. Then you will understand that all the previous conditions and requirements are all in vain. When you meet her, no matter what she does In this way, she is the most perfect and lovely person in your heart."

Meng Xian leaned against the window, propped up his head, and smiled. It seems to be thinking about it, and it seems to be disdainful.

"Let's not say anything else, Rong Jia is really infatuated with you. Zhao Hua'an, the second-in-command of the Rong family, is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He and Rong Dingkun have a handle on each other's audience and restrict each other. But now Rong Dingkun Half-waste, the new master Rong is too young. Zhao Huaan has no fear, and I am afraid he will not live in peace for too long. "

Meng Xu'an said with a low smile, "Under such circumstances, Rong Jiashang can leave Shanghai and go to Peiping to accompany you in a romantic relationship. It's really affectionate."

"Laugh at him as you want." Feng Shizhen said calmly, "What you guys are fighting for your whole life is not what Jia Shang wants. Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want. He doesn't need it either. your understanding."

They didn't talk much afterward.

Feng Shizhen didn't rest well the night before, and fell asleep reading the newspaper. After a long time, the vibration of the plane landing woke her up. She found herself covered with a soft cashmere blanket, and Meng Xian was holding her coat, very gentlemanly preparing to help her put it on.

It has only rained lightly in Shanghai, and the sky is still gloomy. Feng Shizhen stepped on the standing water on the cement floor of the airport with his leather shoes, followed Meng Xu'an to get off the plane, and got into the waiting car. Meng Xian took her back to Meng Mansion. And Yang Xiucheng was waiting for them in Meng's study.

"Miss Feng, long time no see."

Yang Xiucheng participated in the fire in Wen Chunli. Although Rong Dingkun gave the order, Yang Xiucheng also ran away. Now that everyone no longer pretends, Feng Shizhen no longer has to be polite to Yang Xiucheng. She just nodded nonchalantly.

I haven't seen each other for more than a month, Yang Xiucheng has lost a lot of weight, and his figure is a little hunched. Feng Shizhen could see that he was a little cramped and nervous, but he concealed it well. Now even if the times are bad, he is still neither humble nor arrogant when facing Meng Xian. He really likes Meng Xian at this point.

"The two of you will talk about the old slowly first." Meng Xu'an gave a simple command, and was urged away by the anxious secretary. In the large study room, Feng Shizhen and Yang Xiu sat in pairs on the sofa in front of the fireplace. #####

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Feng Shizhen's face was cold, and Yang Xiucheng had to say embarrassedly: "I want to apologize to Miss Feng and your family for what happened in Chunli. It's not my intention to play a role in the tiger, and I am also guilty. I am such a villain, Miss Feng, you It's also right to look down on me. As long as there is something useful to me in the future, even if you tell me. I will definitely serve you before and after, and I don't dare to have a single complaint. "

Feng Shizhen said: "Mr. Yang used his special skills to help the seventh master bring down the Rong family, which is enough to forgive this crime. As for your other sins, I can't blame you."

Yang Xiucheng nodded and smiled bitterly, and said, "I met an acquaintance in Japan. Miss Feng should still remember Sun Shaoqing, right?"

"Have you seen Miss Sun?" Feng Shizhen said unexpectedly.

Yang Xiucheng nodded and said, "She is married, and her husband is the younger brother of my college classmate. I happened to meet the couple when I was visiting. The world is so small, isn't it? She was horrified at first, thinking I was here to take her back. Yes. It took me a while to explain before she was relieved."

Feng Shizhen sighed and smiled, and said, "She has only been gone for a few months, but it seems like a few springs and autumns have passed. How is she doing?"

"Very good." Yang Xiucheng said, "Her husband is also very good to her. She also asked about you. In the conversation, she is still full of gratitude to you."

Feng Shizhen said: "Although I did help her escape at the beginning, she also had to have the courage to take the first step. It is not easy for a woman to break free from the cage that has imprisoned her since childhood. A tamed bird wants to fly out, and A good life comes at a great price.”

Yang Xiucheng smiled bitterly, probably thinking of Yu Zhihui.

Feng Shizhen was silent for a moment and said, "Mr. Yang, may I ask, is the person who is said to be my aunt believable?"

Yang Xiucheng said: "The person was found by Jia Shang Shun vine. The Qian family should be your mother's half-sister. In the past, the plague in Guojia Town and Darong Town was full of plagues, ten rooms and nine empty rooms, Rong's family and Qian's family. The family—that is, your biological mother’s family—is almost dead. This Qian family was only spared because she had already married far away in Guangzhou. Now, only she can tell the story of your parents.”

"I don't know if it's my aunt." Feng Shizhen disagreed, "Her words are empty."

"Miss Feng," Yang Xiucheng said earnestly, "your biological mother was killed in Bailiu Town, and there was only one tragedy in Bailiu Town. She gave birth to a son and a daughter, and happened to die at that time. If it wasn't for you, Miss Feng, I really wouldn't be able to find anyone else."

The warm yellow fire in the fireplace in the study illuminated Feng Shizhen's pale face. She was silent for a while, and then said, "What is Rong Dingkun's last name?"

Yang Xiucheng lowered his head, smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, and said, "Zhao Huaan has followed Rong Dingkun since he first came out. He knows all the secrets of Rong Dingkun. The year before last, Zhao Huaan's daughter married, he He was very drunk at the banquet and pulled me to talk nonsense. At that time, he told me that Rong Dingkun didn't call him this name originally, his name was Qin Shuigen."

"It's no secret now." Feng Shizhen said, "The tabloids also said that he was the illegitimate child of the Rong family."

"Yes." Yang Xiucheng said, "But as Zhao Huaan said, Rong Dingkun was not an illegitimate child who recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan. From the very beginning, he was an impostor."

Feng Shizhen took a deep breath, his chest was full, but he felt a heavy load off his shoulders.

If Rong Dingkun is fake, then he is not his biological father!

She and Rong Jia are not siblings!

"How credible are Zhao Huaan's words?" Feng Shizhen asked.

"It's very credible to say that people tell the truth after drinking." Yang Xiucheng said, "All of Rong Dingkun's immediate family members: parents, grandparents, and two sisters all died from the epidemic. But according to the local elders, , the Rong family originally lived outside the town, and they closed their doors to hide from the epidemic, but they were fine. But Rong Dingkun said that he used Western medicine, but he was fine."

"You mean..." Feng Shizhen dragged the cheongsam subconsciously: "You mean, Rong Dingkun killed the entire Rong family in order to cover up himself?"

"That's what I guessed." Yang Xiucheng said, "In the past 20 years, Rong Dingkun has never returned to his hometown to offer sacrifices in person. , I would rather reuse the children of the Huang family than promote the children of the Rong family. Don't you think it's strange?"

"He has a guilty conscience." Feng Shizhen said, "He has a ghost in his heart and doubts about his identity, so he doesn't dare to contact the Rong family."

"I think so too." Yang Xiucheng nodded and said, "But the Rong family is dead, and Zhao Huaan may have also participated in the silence. It is difficult for him to come out and correct Rong Dingkun. Fortunately, we found the Qian family, she knew the real person. Rong Dingkun. I learned from chatting with her that when Rong Dingkun was a child, he climbed a tree and fell and broke his leg, but he didn't have his bones fixed. Although walking normally has no effect, it will hurt on rainy days."

Feng Shizhen sneered and said, "From my point of view, Rong Dingkun walked like a fly before, and it doesn't look like he was injured. But he definitely won't let me check it out."

"You can't, but the doctor can." Yang Xiucheng said, "Before Rong Dingkun was shot and admitted to the hospital, the doctor must have done a detailed examination of his whole body. We just need to get the examination report."

"Mr. Yang is still thoughtful." Feng Shizhen couldn't help laughing, "What evidence is there?"

Yang Xiucheng said: "Qian also said that when her sister was growing up a daughter, Rong Dingkun was going out to do business. When she heard the news of the birth of the child, she asked someone to send back a small silver longevity lock. At the time of adoption..."

Feng Shizhen shook his head, "I had nothing but clothes at that time."

Yang Xiucheng was speechless.

Feng Shizhen leaned against the armrest of the sofa and turned his eyes to the roaring fire. After a long silence, she asked with a trembling voice, "How did Qin Shuigen become Rong Dingkun? Why did he become Rong Dingkun? Where is Rong Dingkun really?"

Yang Xiucheng looked at her without speaking.

"Seventh Master asked you to tell me everything." Feng Shizhen said, "Mr. Yang, no matter what grudges we have in the past, at least now, we are under the same command of Seventh Master."

Yang Xiucheng considered it for a while and said, "Miss Feng should also know that Rong Dingkun's first pot of gold was a lottery ticket worth a thousand dollars."

Feng Shizhen is smart, and when Yang Xiucheng said this, she immediately supplemented the following inferences spontaneously.

"He... the one who won the lottery is really Rong Dingkun? Qin Shuigen killed and won the lottery?"

"I don't know." Yang Xiucheng said calmly, "This is just an inference of mine. Miss Feng, that lottery ticket was drawn 21 years ago, in November 1905. Because of the huge amount, in It was very sensational at the time. And at the end of that month, your biological mother was killed inexplicably. Then, Rong Dingkun quickly married Mrs. Tang. After half a year, both the Rong family and the Qian family died of the epidemic. Miss Feng , don't you think this is really a coincidence?"

Feng Shizhen sat upright and closed his sour eyes.

Countless clues were assembled in his mind like a puzzle, forming a picture that was stained red with blood. The cry of people who died tragically in the picture, the sighs of people who died of illness inexplicably, and the struggles and calls of helpless people. Above the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, was Rong Dingkun in black with a cold face.

If he really did it...

Feng Shizhen opened his eyes abruptly, frost condensed in his eyes.

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly," she said. "Mr. Yang, thank you for your information."

Yang Xiucheng nodded: "I'm also very happy to be able to help you. Now I've lost my way, and I hope Rong Dingkun can get the punishment he deserves!"

Feng Shizhen smiled lightly: "May I ask, how did the seventh master arrange you?"

Yang Xiucheng said calmly: "Help him annex the Rong family, and he will make the Rong family's Taiwan transportation line for me."

This is quite a generous reward. No wonder Yang Xiucheng risked his life to return from Japan.

"Ms. Feng, what are your plans?" Yang Xiucheng asked, "If war is really declared, you and Jia Shang are afraid..."

"We're done." Feng Shizhen said coldly, "However, he seems to have misunderstood that we are brothers and sisters... That's fine. Let him misunderstand like this. It's better that everyone in Shanghai misunderstands like this!"

Yang Xiucheng cast a confused look. Feng Shizhen stood up, walked to the bed, looked at the rough and rough backyard of the Meng family and the Rong family, showing a desolate and cold and determined smile. #####

one four three

Rong Jiashang walked into the house, stepping on the stains and broken tiles left on the carpet by the overturned food.

On a cloudy day, only a few wall lamps were turned on in the house, and the whole house was gloomy, more and more like a prison for prisoners. Rong Dingkun shrank in the shadow of the bed, breathing hoarsely, like a ghost trapped in a cellar.

The servant said to Rong Jiashang in horror: "Master's cigarette addiction is so bad that he almost smashed the house just now. The eldest lady called Dr. Thompson over and gave Master an injection before he fell asleep."

Rong Jia waved his hand to dismiss the servant, pulled up a chair, and sat down beside the bed.

Rong Dingkun was wrapped in a quilt and did not sleep peacefully. His dry and dark yellow face was covered with fine sweat, his breathing was heavy, and his hair that was only slightly gray had already turned most of its gray in just a few days. The tall, tall, attractive middle-aged man from the past has now become a shriveled and thin old man, shivering under the quilt, breathing like a bellows in his chest, as if he could die at any time.

In Rong Jiashang's memory, Rong Dingkun has never been gentle and loving, but he has always been tall and strong, and is the backbone of the family. When Rong Jia was a child, he thought that the pillar would never fall, and he didn't know if he could replace him. But no one thought that this pillar had already decayed from the inside. All it takes is a bullet and some opium to make Rong Dingkun fall down completely.

And Rong Jiashang found that although he was not ready, he had already taken over his father's shaky ceiling. He didn't know how long he could hold on, after all, he was still too immature. But once he takes on this important responsibility, he will not think about shirk it.

Rong Dingkun hummed, and woke up faintly.

Rong Jia leaned over and said, "Dad, how are you feeling? What do you want to eat?"

Rong Dingkun opened his cloudy eyes, trying to identify the young man in front of him. Then, he said indifferently and disgustedly, "Go away." Then he turned his face away.

Rong Jiashang disapproved, sat up straight, and said, "I just had a phone call with Dr. Robert in the United States. He is very interested in your case. If your health is good, I can prepare it now. I will deliver it myself. You go to New York. Mrs. and a few concubines, who do you want to accompany you, just say something. If the operation goes well, you will have the opportunity to accompany Fang Hua to the altar at her wedding - the two of them plan to hold a Western-style wedding."

Rong Dingkun turned his head slowly, his sinister eyes fixed on the eldest son.

"You know what's the most ridiculous, Jia Shang. You didn't want to inherit this family business at first."

"Yes." Rong Jia nodded, "Even if I take over the company now, it's not out of my subjective will, but out of responsibility. I'm just doing my duty."

"Your obligation is to destroy the family business that I have worked so hard for?" Rong Dingkun said angrily.

"On the contrary, I am saving the Rong family!" Rong Jiashang raised his voice, "You led the establishment of the Rong family, but you did not establish it alone. The elders and shareholders are not willing to let the Rong family be destroyed by you and Meng Xian alone. I don't want my younger brothers and sisters to be involved in the blood debts of your past. Dad, you can scold me as cowardly and prodigal as you like. But I am really saving your endgame. When you can think about not only yourself, but others and your family, then think about how to accuse me."

Rong Dingkun gasped and stared fiercely at Rong Jia: "Without me, there would be no Rong family at all. I have done so much for this family, and how many things have I given up in order to build all this. What has this family done? Son, you have no right to accuse me of being selfish!"

"You do those things for yourself!" Rong Jia said sternly, "Women are just objects to you, and children are just bargaining chips for your marriage. When you woke up and found out about Fanghua, Without a word of concern, she scolded her as a loser when she opened her mouth. Later, when she found out that Wu Yunchi was willing to marry her, she immediately changed her mind and praised her for being lucky. Do you know how sad Fang Hua is and how disappointed Fang Lin is?"

"Isn't a girl raised to have a useful marriage?" Rong Dingkun said with a sneer, "If you want to enjoy the prosperity and wealth of the Rong family, you must take responsibility. Not for the Rong family. The Rong family does not raise useless people!"

"What about the Mrs. Bai who was before my mother?" Rong Jiashang asked sharply, "She also gave birth to children for you, but she wanted to kill them all because it prevented you from ascending to a higher relative?"

Rong Dingkun was confused for a moment, and then he understood, his face sank like a cloud over the top.

"What did Zhao Huaan tell you?" Rong Dingkun asked indifferently.

"Uncle Zhao?" Rong Jia raised his eyebrows, "It seems that he still has a lot to tell me."

Rong Dingkun sneered: "Has he been seeing his wife often recently?"

"I don't know." Rong Jia said, "If Dad wants to know, I can ask my wife to come over."

"That bitch!" Rong Dingkun scolded, "I have had so many women in my life, but at the end of the day, it seems that only your mother is the most gentle and the best to me. Jiashang, Bai's affairs are very complicated. And Zhao Huaan and Huang's both have their own intentions. Only our father and son are connected by blood. How can you cooperate with outsiders to harm me? "

"I didn't harm you." Rong Jiashang said, "On the contrary, Dad, I am saving you. I want to try my best to correct the past and make up for it. I don't want people like Meng Xu'an to jump out every now and then to seek revenge for the Rong family. ."

Rong Dingkun rolled over and lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the curtain halfway through.

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