Pregnant wife ran away with ball, CEO chased her to the crematorium

Shen Wenyao almost had a heart attack when he heard this. He couldn't imagine what kind of life Zhou Ye had lived these years, and how difficult it must be for him to be alone.

Seeing Shen Wenyao's tearful look, Zhou Ye looked at him curiously, "What's wrong with Uncle Shen? You shouldn't pity me, right?"

"Oh no, it's not." Shen Wenyao hurriedly explained: "But after hearing what you said, I feel that you are a very strong child. You are 19 years old now, and you are still in school. Are you in school?"

He thought that many people who grew up in orphanages had no way of going to college.

"Uncle Shen, I have three doctorates."

Shen Wenyao was shocked when he heard this. "You...you have three doctorates?"

Zhou Ye nodded and said softly, "Hmm", "Originally there were two, but I got another one in the past few months."

Shen Wenyao felt incredible, "Are you a genius?"

"This..." Zhou Ye thought for a while and said: "I don't dare to claim that I am a genius, but learning is the easiest thing in the world for me. I have a photographic memory, so exams are more important to me than anything else. Simple."

Shen Wenyao looked at Zhou Ye and felt that he was a smart kid.

If Zhou Ye is really his son, then...

He didn't dare to think so. If Zhou Ye was really his son, then they had missed each other for so many years. He didn't even know about Zhou Ye's existence before. Wouldn't he be very sorry for this child?

"Xiaoye, eat quickly, the food is cold."

Shen Wenyao wanted to know more, but he felt afraid and did not dare to ask more.

He worried that the more he knew, the more confused he would become.

If he is really his son, what should he do if his son has suffered so much?

……

After lunch, Zhou Ye took a look at the time on his phone.

"Uncle Shen, I have something to do this afternoon. I have to leave. Where are you going now?"

"I also have some things to deal with. I'll drive you wherever you want to go."

"No, Uncle Shen, I'll just take a taxi. You can go about your business."

"That... okay then." Shen Wenyao didn't dare to be too enthusiastic, so the two of them stood up and walked to the door.

Shen Wenyao suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong? Uncle Shen."

"You have a white hair on your head, can I pull it out for you?" Shen Wenyao said and raised his hand.

Zhou Ye nodded, "Okay."

Shen Wenyao pulled out a hair from his head.

Zhou Ye immediately asked: "Uncle Shen, let me take a look."

"Oh, I've thrown it away." Shen Wenyao said, "After pulling it out, it fell to the ground."

In fact, he held the hair tightly in his hand for fear of falling out.

"Okay then." Zhou Ye didn't ask any more questions, "Uncle Shen, I'll leave first."

"Xiaoye." Shen Wenyao stopped him again.

"Anything else?"

"Can we leave each other's numbers? We can contact you in the future. I think we can talk to you very well. Maybe we can be friends."

When Shen Wenyao looked at him, his eyes were full of expectation.

"Of course." Zhou Ye took out his mobile phone, "Uncle Shen, what is your mobile phone number? I'll note it down."

"I lost to you." Shen Wenyao entered her mobile phone number into his mobile phone.

Then, Shen Wenyao took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, "Enter your number."

"Ok."

Zhou Ye then entered his number and returned the phone to Shen Wenyao.

Shen Wenyao seemed to be worried that he would enter the wrong number, so he dialed Zhou Ye.