The old man turned around and turned his back to Han Jingting: "I know you, the young master of the Han Group, Han Jingting."

From this point of view, the old man knew Han Jingting, at least he knew his father.

Han Jingting looked at the elderly man in front of him with a straight back, and fell into deep thought for a while.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "You, know my father?"

"Just like Wen Jiancheng, he often came here when he was young. I still remember the last time, he took away an amulet from me with injuries all over his body, and never came back. I heard that something happened to him gone."

These words were like a knife, piercing Han Jingting's heart fiercely, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"He's been here?" Han Jingting asked in disbelief.

"It's getting late, you should go down the mountain too. My place is no longer a temple, but it's just my old man's residence. There is no way to keep you here overnight." The old man said, looking at the sunset in front of him.

Han Jingting wanted to ask something more, but when the words came to his lips, he finally swallowed them vigorously.

Wen Ruosheng held Han Jingting's hand, never expecting it to be like this, if arriving here would bring him this kind of embarrassment, she didn't want to see it.

"Mr. Han, it's getting late, let's go." Wen Ruosheng said softly.

Han Jingting didn't move his body, and was finally dragged down the mountain by Wen Ruosheng forcibly.

"Wait a minute." The old man chased him out with a cane, and he had an old envelope in his hand, "This is what you left here, take it away."

Han Jingting took it and put it heavily in his hands.

After taking the envelope, he followed Wen Ruosheng down the mountain.

Along the way, Han Jingting didn't say a word, Wen Ruosheng glanced over from time to time, seeing the indifference on his face, he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Wen Ruosheng plucked up his courage: "I'm sorry, I didn't know what it was like. This is the place I always came to when I was a child."

Wen Ruosheng tried very hard to explain, but Wen Ruosheng didn't know what to say.

The leather shoes made a muffled sound when they stepped on the slate, and Wen Ruosheng's heart was in his throat, but Han Jingting still didn't respond.

After finally going down the mountain, it was already dark, Han Jingting looked up at the light on the top of the mountain, and slowly opened his mouth: "What's his name?"

"Uncle Wang, that's his name." Wen Ruosheng responded hastily.

"Perhaps, this person can solve my doubts for so many years." Han Jingting said, looking at the old envelope in his hand, but he hesitated to open it.

The current Han Jingting still doesn't have the courage to face everything back then, just like what Uncle Wang said, don't have too many expectations for many things.

"Uncle Wang?" Wen Ruosheng didn't know what Han Jingting meant.

"Go back, I'm a little tired." Han Jingting said, closing his eyes.

Wen Ruosheng held the two bracelets he had just received in his hands, hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to hand them over: "Then, this is for you, as long as you have faith in your heart, the result will be good." of."

Han Jingting closed his eyes, but still grabbed what Wen Ruosheng handed over, and put it in the pocket of his suit.

Seeing Han Jingting like this, Wen Ruosheng didn't dare to say anything, started the car and drove towards home.

In the middle of the night, Han Jingting turned on the desk lamp on the desk. The weak light could only illuminate this small area. He sat on the chair and examined the envelope for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to open it. Put it in the safe and close it gently.

Lying on the bed, Han Jingting couldn't get out of this matter for a long time.

The matter of his father has always been the ups and downs in Han Jingting's heart. If he fails to understand the matter clearly for a day, it will be difficult to calm down the entangled mood.

Wen Ruosheng sat in the living room downstairs, looking at the bright lights in front of him, he felt extraordinarily glaring.

Glancing at the time, it was already late, Han Jingting hadn't come downstairs yet, and it was past dinner time, but there was no movement at all.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruosheng felt a little regretful, why did he stubbornly take him to that kind of place?
But she didn't expect that a place with her origins would have an indescribable relationship with Han Jingting.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruosheng was extremely remorseful, he knew earlier that he shouldn't be so self-assertive.

The side dishes for dinner were all ready, but without Han Jingting's appearance, these things suddenly seemed meaningless.

After thinking about it, Wen Ruosheng was still a little worried that Han Jingting was upstairs alone, so he bit the bullet and walked upstairs.

"Mr. Han, it's time for dinner." Through the thick door, Wen Ruosheng said in a low voice.

The voice was so low that only Wen Ruosheng could hear it clearly, how could it move Han Jingting inside.

Standing outside the door for a while, Han Jingting suddenly opened the door of the room, looked at Wen Ruosheng standing in front of him: "What's wrong?"

"Let's go get something to eat, you haven't eaten all day." Wen Ruosheng said softly.

Han Jingting didn't speak, walked around Wen Ruosheng and walked downstairs.

Wen Ruosheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed Han Jingting towards the downstairs.

"Mr. Han, what would you like to eat? I have prepared a lot for dinner, including the sirloin steak that was just brought over from Japan, and Japanese ingredients." Wen Ruosheng pointed to the ingredients in front of him and asked.

Han Jingting casually picked up a magazine and waved his hand: "Anything is fine."

"Then let's take the Kobe sirloin steak, but I don't know if my cooking will mess things up." Wen Ruosheng muttered softly.

"It's good if you can eat." Han Jingting didn't have the heart to care about eating here, and his mind was full of countless troubles.

Wen Ruosheng shrank his neck, took out the steak with trembling hands, and put it on the frying pan with exceptionally clear lines.

There was the sound of zi la zi la, and the scent came out, Wen Ruosheng couldn't help drooling.

This kind of delicious ingredients can only be enjoyed in Han Jingting's home. I have to admit that Wen Ruosheng has enjoyed a lot of delicious food during this time.

After the dinner was ready, Wen Ruosheng put the dinner in front of Han Jingting, the smell of the delicious steak really made people laugh.

Han Jingting mechanically picked up the knife and fork in his hand, and cut the steak in front of him very vigorously.

Wen Ruosheng wanted to interrupt several times, but there was no suitable opportunity.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly." Han Jingting could feel Wen Ruosheng's doubts, if he didn't say it now, he would ask one day sooner or later.

"No, it's nothing." Wen Ruosheng didn't expect Han Jingting to see through her thoughts.

"I gave you a chance. If you don't ask now, don't ask again in the future."

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