True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 158 Father Wen also has a vest [3 more]

  Sixteen years have passed since the incident. After such a long time, many traces have long since disappeared.

  Whether it is artificial or not, it is very difficult to find out.

  Especially at that time, technology was not as advanced as it is now, and there was hardly much surveillance on the streets.

  Ying’s old house only has a camera at the gate. After all, given the position of the Ying’s family in Shanghai, not many people dare to steal in the old house.

  A series of reasons led them to search for a long time before finally finding a clue.

  According to people around Qingshui County, one day in February 2003, they found an abandoned baby near the river.

  Although people in Qingshui County are very poor, it doesn’t mean they can’t see that the clothes worn by abandoned babies are luxurious and expensive.

  At first glance, he is the child of a big family, but there is no brand name or the like to identify him.

  Abandoned infants are not yet one year old, they simply crawl and cannot stand up.

  No one knows exactly how she got here, and when she found it, there were still traces on her wrist.

  No matter how dull the people in Qingshui County are, they are keenly aware of something wrong.

  Because they didn’t want to be involved in this unknown dispute, they all avoided the baby as if they hadn’t seen it.

  Also, the abandoned baby is still a girl. In Qingshui County, which is culturally backward and still holds the patriarchal mindset, there is no one in Qingshui County.

  Only when Wen Fengmian went to work by the river, he took the baby home.

  At that time, his wife took all the money and ran away with her eldest daughter.

  There is also a baby who is just born in the family, which is unimaginable poverty.

  A baby girl who was thrown away by a big family has nothing to do with him. Wen Fengmian can completely ignore this baby like other people in Qingshui County, especially when he is unable to make ends meet.

  But he didn't.

  He took the baby girl back home, took a few more temporary jobs, and raised two children.

   Sixteen years have passed.

  In the past few years, because of the heavy workload, Wenfengmian's originally bad body has caused more damage.

  But he still has no intention of throwing the baby girl away.

  Even if the Ying family came to him later, he chose to send Ying Zijin back because he did not finally get rid of a burden, or could get compensation from the Ying family.

  But he knew that he could not provide her with a better environment to develop and make her bright future.

  But the facts are not like Wen Fengmian thought, he did not expect that Ying's family just wanted a living blood bank.

   "The brothers sent people to visit the hundreds of kilometers from the Ying's family to Qingshui County, and checked it door-to-door." The young man took out a bunch of information, "The effort paid off, and it was really found out."

  Fu Yunshen took it, his eyes were cold.

   "At that time, a group of people took a baby and settled in a small hotel on the way to rest." The young man continued, "Master, you also know that you didn't need any documents to stay in the store back then. It was easy to cover it up."

   "The hotel closed down ten years ago. We found the old lady boss. At first, no matter what we asked, she didn't say anything. In the end, the brothers used a million to let her speak."

  Although the time interval is too long, the proprietress is still impressed by this incident.

  The group is a man and two women. It was midnight when they came to the store with a baby.

  The boss’s wife is a married person, and she can tell that she has never given birth to a child at all, and she doesn’t know how to hold a child.

  Moreover, the baby's clothes are not at the same level as these three people.

  The most important thing is that when the boss lady got up early in the morning, she heard the conversation of these three people.

   said that someone from a large family gave them a large sum of money and asked them to send the baby far away, allowing her to fend for herself and live and die at will.

   either died or will never appear in Shanghai.

  The lady boss was afraid of causing trouble, so she didn't say anything.

  In the end, the hotel's income was not good, and the proprietress did not open it again.

  She remembered it for so many years, because she couldn't make it through in her heart, and she had a nightmare for a period of time.

  This is the reason why the proprietress kept silent when they looked for it.

  In the eyes of the proprietress, the baby at that time died a long time ago, and it was a relief to say it.

  Fu Yunshen did not speak, he was still looking, his eyes deeper and deeper.

"These people threw Miss Zijin by the river in Qingshui County, and they also covered it with grass on the riverside. After they were done, they ran abroad, and now they are all controlled by our people. Up."

   "With some means, they said everything." The young man sneered, "Probably they didn't expect Miss Zijin to return to Shanghai alive."

  No one would think of a change.

   "Yeah." Fu Yunshen also finished looking through the information, he said lightly, "Prepare it, and send it all online at that time."

   "At that time?" The young man was taken aback, "We have enough evidence now. Master, you can give me an order, and people can just grab it."

   "Wait a little longer." Fu Yun frowned, "Wait for the children to have enough fun."

  Young people: "..."

  He felt that their young master was not old yet, he already had the heart of an old father.

   "Now—" Fu Yun raised his eyelashes deeply and slowly, with a gentle voice, but what he said was so cruel to the heart, "It's fine if you don't die."

  The young man's expression stunned.

  If you can't kill it, it's worse than death.

  He hesitated for a moment: "If the truth is not found, I would never have thought that she did it."

  After being questioned by the man and two women, his three views were broken.

  But the evidence is in front of you, and you can believe it if you don’t believe it.

  Fu Yunshen is not surprised, and does not comment: "Not surprising."

  He has always known that the gloom of the rich is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

  Brothers and juniors are in the upper ranks, all of which are common.

  There are too few families like the Nie family and the Mu family.

   "Master, there is one more thing." The young man suddenly remembered, "While we were investigating this matter, we also investigated Mr. Wen Fengmian's wife by the way."

  Fu Yun's peachy eyes constricted, "Pass it to me later."

  **

  Night.

  Master Zhong went to Wen's house alone.

  Seeing Wen Fengmian again, he still has an indescribable sense of familiarity, but he just can't remember it.

  Master Zhong is a little worried.

  This person is old and his memory has deteriorated.

  He has to see a doctor to prevent dementia.

  Wen Tinglan cooked dinner.

  Four dishes and one soup, the amount is not large, just enough for four people.

  Master Zhong squeezed his chopsticks, thought for a while, but still didn’t hold it back, and asked; “Fengmian, have you been to the imperial capital before?”

  In one sentence, the movements of the father and child are all one meal.

  Wen Fengmian raised his head, but his expression remained the same: "Why do you ask the old man?"

   "Oh, I just look familiar to you." Elder Zhong did not hide, "You have never been to Shanghai, and I have only been in the imperial capital for a long time, thinking whether we have met in the imperial capital."

   "The old man may have remembered it wrong." Wen Fengmian smiled, "I am a native of Qingshui County. I haven't been to a big city in half my life, let alone the imperial capital."

   "But—" Mr. Zhong just said two words. On the side, Ying Zijin poured him a glass of water.

   "Grandpa, drink water."

  Wen Tinglan looked at Wen Fengmian, then at Ying Zijin, and then gave Mr. Zhong a piece of coke chicken wings.

  He doesn't like talking, but the meaning is obvious.

  Master Zhong: "..."

  Very good.

   is worthy of being a sibling.

  While eating chicken wings and drinking water, he praised: "Xiaolan, your craft is really good, and I will teach Grandpa in the future."

   "No." Wen Tinglan finally said, "You are stupid."

  嬴子衿: "……"

  Master Zhong: "..."

  Wen Fengmian has a headache, but there is no way, and it is a bit sad.

  Children with autism have difficulty communicating, and they often spend a whole day sitting alone.

  Wen Tinglan's ability to talk to people other than him and Yaoyao is already a great improvement.

  Elder Zhong is naturally aware, he smiled and said, "Xiaolan, tomorrow your sister is going to perform on stage, do you want to go with your grandpa?"

  Maybe he really thinks too much. There are so many people in the imperial capital, it is not surprising that there are people who look like Wen Fengmian.

Wen Tinglan was silent for a long time before nodding.

  "Zi Jin, go to choose a dress tomorrow afternoon." Master Zhong turned his head again, "There is still modeling, and I will do it too."

   "Grandpa, no need." Ying Ziying picked up a piece of braised pork without any hurry, "I'm going to put a sack on it."

  "……"

  **

  Shanghai city is night, Feilengcui is afternoon.

  The sun is warm, flowing slowly on the ground like a flame.

  Nowadays, science and technology are developing rapidly, and Feilengcui, a city with the two ancients, is the same.

  High-rise buildings, row upon row.

   Feasting, busy traffic.

  Except for a manor, it still maintains the appearance of the seventeenth century.

  The castle of Laurent stands in this manor, covering a very wide area.

  The habit of sending and receiving letters is even maintained here.

  Today, the butler of the castle received a letter from the postman.

   More than a dozen letters, much less than yesterday. One of them caught the attention of the butler.

  There is nothing special on the envelope, and the recipient is not written.

  The only special thing, this is a letter from China.

  The butler thought for a while, but didn't expect anyone and family members in China to know him.

  He sighed, stood up with these letters, and as usual, according to the instructions, began to throw them into the stove one by one.

  　Don't panic.

  　　 Slap face and finish writing tomorrow~

  　　 Recently, I can only sleep for five hours a day with insomnia, which is probably another reason for the hair loss besides the code word [Lying corpse...

  (End of this chapter)