Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

The gray-haired but hale and hearty old man gathered the thin blanket covering his body under the thin sunlight, and asked:
"Is there any new news from Song Bingjue?"

"not yet."

Knowing what the old man was thinking, a look of sadness flashed across the face of the old servant who had followed him for many years, and he comforted in a low voice:

"Master, don't worry, according to Song Bingjue's influence in the mainland, it won't be long before there will be news of Miss."

"Don't comfort me..."

Although he still had hope in his heart, Mr. Cheng also knew how difficult it was to find a mother and child who had disappeared since birth.

Looking for a needle in a haystack in the vast sea of ​​people, even if you can find it, you will never see it.

While he was sighing, not far away, a well-dressed guard rushed over.

He stopped at the periphery of the crowd, and after some hesitation, he went in a few steps, found the old servant who was quietly accompanying the old man, and handed him the things in his hand.

When the old man was not paying attention, the old servant opened the kraft paper envelope and looked at it, with a look of surprise and suspicion on his face:

"Is it true? Who sent this?"

"When I changed shifts, I found it at the door. There were no suspicious people around. I will call the monitoring and investigation when I go back next time."

Seeing his serious expression, the guard was also a little curious, and he asked softly:
"What is it that makes you take it so seriously?"

Glancing at Old Master Cheng who was still immersed in his thoughts, the old servant motioned him to step back with his eyes.

Bringing the kraft paper bag to Mr. Cheng, the old servant handed over the fax inside, with a trembling voice:
"Master, there is news."

"what news?"

He was still a little dazed for a while, but Mr. Cheng didn't react. He reached out and took the document. He just opened it and looked at it twice, and he was so excited that tears almost fell down:

"This is, is there any news about Wuxia?"

"Yes, it is true that Miss Wuxia has news."

Although the source was somewhat suspicious, the old servant looked at the old master who was so excited that tears filled his eyes, so he didn't mention it.

"Just now I was still feeling that Wuxia's whereabouts were unknown, and now there is news... God has blessed me! I can still see her once in my lifetime, which is my wish fulfilled..."

He looked at the materials with trembling hands while sighing with emotion. The surrounding servants also showed joyful expressions when they heard it, and they surrounded you and said in one sentence:
"How long has the master been looking forward to this day?! It can be regarded as the return of our precious granddaughter! Your sincerity must have moved the heavens, sir, and I can't bear to let Miss Wuxia go home..."

"Where is the granddaughter, I don't think the granddaughters of other direct relatives are as important as Miss Wuxia in the master's heart!"

……

Looking at the information in his hands, the old man's heart couldn't help but gradually sink. He took out some photos from it. The woman on them was the girl Cheng Wushuang brought home last time!
When he saw her at that time, he felt that he suddenly saw his daughter. Now that he thought about it, she was clearly the flawless one he was looking for!

"Where is she now? I'm going to see her right now!"

Pointing to the photo and saying to the servant, Mr. Cheng felt regretful when he thought that he was so close to her:
"I just said, how can there be a girl like her in this world... It turns out that she is flawless!"

Hearing the old man's emotion, the old servant stepped forward to look at the photo, and couldn't help being surprised:
"So she is Miss Wuxia! She clearly came last time!"

"It's close in front of me, but I didn't expect that she is Wenwen's daughter. If I had known earlier, I would rather be reckless than let her just walk away from me..."

Cheng Wushuang, who was coming back from outside after a social interaction, saw the old man basking in the sun on the lawn outside the main house at a glance. He was beating his chest and feet, and was very emotional. He hurried to meet him:

"Grandpa, are you out to bask in the sun? Today's weather is really good, but... what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that the old man was too excited to talk to Cheng Wushuang, the old servant hurriedly explained in a low voice:

"Master Wushuang, the master is glad to know Miss Wuxia's whereabouts!"

"Cheng Wuxia?"

I used to think that this lost cousin would never be found, but when he suddenly heard the news, Cheng Wushuang was still a little dazed:
"Did you really find her? Wasn't someone pretending to be her?"

"Looking at this appearance and demeanor, it is exactly the same as Miss Wen. Now it is only a matter of identification."

After the servant answered softly, Mr. Cheng saw Cheng Wushuang waiting in front of him. He wiped his eyes and motioned for him to come over:

"Cheng Wushuang, come and take a look. This is your long-lost sister. She came to the house with you last time, and I just missed her..."

While talking, the old man choked up again, Cheng Wushuang comforted him twice, and when he looked at the photo, he couldn't help but froze:

"Isn't this Mu, Mu Wanwan?"

"Mu Wan'an? It turns out that her name is Wan'an now...it's a good name, safe and sound."

Hearing his words, Mr. Cheng realized belatedly that his grandson knew Wuxia, and he knew no less than himself.

He quickly took Cheng Wushuang's hand, "Good boy, tell me quickly, how has Wuxia been doing outside these years? Did you not have enough food and clothing? Are you married?"

"... She, she was married and then divorced."

Seeing that his always serious grandfather was in a mess, Cheng Wushuang actually wanted to lie to him, telling him that Mu Wan'an had a good life these years, but when he recalled her experience that he didn't know much about, he could only tell the truth:
"Her ex-husband is a disabled person who is paralyzed and needs a wheelchair. He divorced her for the sake of prosperity and wealth. Fortunately, she has no children and is considered clean. She was with Song Bingjue before, and now I don't know much about the situation either. But..."

While talking, Cheng Wushuang suddenly remembered an important matter, and he asked seriously:
"Grandpa, did you make a mistake? I remember that she found her relatives before, how could she be flawless?"

"She found her relatives?"

Hearing this news, Old Master Cheng was stunned. He took out a gold pocket watch from his jacket pocket, and handed it to him:
"Wu Shuang, open it and take a look. She is exactly the same as your aunt..."

Taking the pocket watch carefully, Cheng Wushuang saw that there were many small scratches on the pocket watch, and he knew that it was the most cherished thing of the old man.

The Cheng family's huge family business, do you want anything good?It just so happens that an old pocket watch has been treasured and played by grandpa for so many years.

Opening the dial, there was a small portrait of a young woman inside. The woman in the old photo was indeed very similar to the face of Mu Wan'an he was familiar with, but there was a natural boldness and restlessness in Cheng Wen's eyes.

"She bought this pocket watch for me with her odd job money. Wenwen, a child, likes to think of some novel ideas since she was a child, and we can't stop it."

Although he was complaining, he didn't care at all when he looked at the old man's expression. On the contrary, he felt a little proud.

"I don't believe that there will be someone so similar to her in this world for no reason."

The old man's words showed his attitude. Now he has gradually recovered from the joy of finding Cheng Wuxia, and his tone has returned to his usual calmness and arrogance:

"Now send someone to collect evidence immediately, and the results must be available within three days!"

After hearing this, the old servant answered yes firmly, and then withdrew.

Seeing the grandfather who got up instantly, Cheng Wushuang also showed a smile, "In the past, in order to solve some problems, I asked her to act as my cousin, but unexpectedly, she really is."

"Going around, God still gave me back Wenwen's blood. As long as I can meet her and let her recognize her ancestors, I will go now, and I will have no regrets."

Heaving a sigh of relief, the old man patted his chair and signaled Cheng Wushuang to continue:

"Tell me again, how is she usually like? You said before that she was with Song Bingjue, so what's going on? Does Song Bingjue treat her well? Is it true? "

"Grandpa, you ask me so many questions at once, I don't know where to answer you."

It could be seen that the old man was very happy, and Cheng Wushuang couldn't bear to disobey him, so he picked up some nice things and told him.

"If it's according to what you say, then this Song Bingjue is good to us flawlessly. It's just a pity..."

Thinking of the long-lost past, Mr. Cheng frowned, "Wenwen's daughter was originally promised to the Ji family. But it happened so long back then, maybe the kid from the Ji family got married too."

Hearing that Grandpa said there was another one, Cheng Wushuang couldn't help sweating for Song Bingjue, he hurriedly said:

"Grandpa, you have said that this matter is too long ago, why don't both of us stop mentioning it. Now that we both advocate free love, how can such things be fashionable?"

"If the Ji family doesn't want to get married, it's fine. It's just that the Ji family is not as prominent as it used to be. If we return the letter, it will appear that we dislike the poor and love the rich."

Being in the family, the old man had to think more, he sighed, "Forget it, there is no rush on this matter, first get Wuxia back, and ask her what she thinks."

In the past two days, the Cheng family has been busy. The old man of the Cheng family is going to decorate a new villa for Cheng Wuxia who has not yet returned. It is right next to him, and he asked the housekeeper to choose clothes that girls of this age group like. It was shipped in crates and crates.

After finishing all this work, he still felt that it was not enough, so he specially called back his sons who couldn't get together all year round, and explained the matter at home.