Rebirth: The fake young master became a millionaire after becoming a millionaire

Feng Family Villa.

Xu Chuyi's whole body was checked before he was brought in to see Feng Juolin by the bodyguards.

"Mr. Feng, I brought it."

Xu Chuyi was wearing cotton clothes. He took out a copy of his household registration book from the depths of his pocket and handed it to him.

Feng Juolin stood up from the sofa, twisted the paper with two fingers, glanced at it for a few times, and put it on the desk beside him.

Xu Chuyi was a little unsure when he saw his casual look.

"Mr. Feng, can you just take a copy of my household registration book? Don't you need anything else?"

"No need." Feng Juelin said.

Xu Chuyi thought: Changing household registration is a troublesome matter. Why do you feel that it is such an easy thing to do here with Mr. Feng?

That's right, Mr. Feng's strength should not be underestimated.

In some areas, no one can match it.

"Sit down." Feng Juelin said.

He was afraid of scaring the children, so he deliberately kept his tone soft, but it was still a bit coercive inadvertently.

Xu Chu felt that his voice was deep and magnetic, surprisingly pleasant to the ear.

After sitting down, Feng Juolin narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Chuyi. This child was not as reserved as others, but stared directly at him.

Waiting for him to speak.

A flash of surprise flashed in Feng Juelin's eyes.

"The things you asked me to help investigate, I found out a little bit, but not everything."

With his fingers curled under the table, Xu Chuyi asked: "What is that point?"

Feng Jue said calmly: "The clinic where you were born was demolished 15 years ago due to irregularities. Several medical staff from that year also left."

Back then, Xu's mother, Song Xia, was pregnant and rushed to a village in another place on New Year's Eve to resolve disputes among villagers.

During the process, someone pushed me and my water broke.

The hospital is too far away from the local area.

Song Xia, who could not delay for a minute, was escorted by bodyguards to the clinic in the town.

The clinic is very small, with only five or six doctors and nurses in total, and they are all older.

The town was remote and backward, with inconvenient transportation and few young doctors permanently stationed there.

The Xu family's project at that time was to respond to the country's call to urbanize that area.

Under such difficult conditions, Song Xia gave birth to a baby boy who was less than a month old.

Xu Chu first heard Uncle Zhang mention these things.

After he was reborn, he also tried to find it.

The clinic has long been in ruins and no trace remains.

After many years, tall buildings are standing in that area.

He had been weak since he was a child, and everyone thought it was due to the fact that his sister had deprived him of nutrients in his mother's womb, resulting in delayed growth and premature birth.

It took two years of decoction to cure his body, and he grew up smoothly.

But how should the young master of the Xu family, who was born prematurely, live a difficult life?

In an ordinary family, the disease of premature birth would crush the adoptive parents.

Xu Chuyi didn't know whether the two of them had been swapped families, or whether the real young master had been adopted by chance.

In his previous life, before he had a car accident, he learned from Liang Rui that Master Zhen had been found by the Xu family.

Nothing else is clear.

As long as he knew a little bit of information such as name and address, he wouldn't have to look for it for so long in this life.

Xu Chuyi felt even more guilty.

Feng Juelin continued: "My people searched for a long time before they found the person who had contact with what happened back then. But the other people are no longer alive, and now there is only one person left."

"Who?"

Feng Juelin paused, opened the folder on the table and pushed it in front of him: "Her."

Xu Chuyi looked at the two-inch ID photo above. It was a woman who was nearly 40 years old.

"Where...is she now?"

"Feng family." Feng Juelin said.

After he found the person, he took the person back to the Feng family just in case to take care of him.

"Take me to see it." Xu Chuyi prayed, "Can you?"

He didn't want to let go of any clue that could lead to the true young master and his biological parents.

Feng Juelin lowered his eyes and said, "Okay. But you have to be mentally prepared."

In the guest room in the corner of the second floor, Xu Chuyi opened the door and truly understood what Feng Juelin had just said.

The old woman with messy hair was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out the window in confusion.

Her rickety back and sickly arms indicate that she has not been living well these past few years.

It's even bad.

Although she is only over 60 years old, she looks like a grandmother in her seventies or eighties.

Feng Juelin explained: "She was the one who helped you deliver the baby on the day you were born. She had no direct relatives and was sent to a mental hospital by her relatives."

"I once had a son, but unfortunately he was born prematurely. He had no money for medical treatment and died young."

Xu Chuyi kept his eyes on the old woman and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Eight years ago."

"I got a son when I was old. It was a year before I was born." Xu Chuyi said.

"Her husband also died of illness that year." Feng Juolin added.

Sadness suddenly surged into his heart, and Xu Chuyi opened his lips slightly, not knowing what to say.

The hemp rope is specially picked and broken, and bad luck only finds the poor.

There are countless cases like this across the country.Fortunately, the country is kind and implements medical insurance.

Saved many poor people.

"You can ask whatever you want, but in her situation, it's unlikely that she can answer you."

"I have to give it a try after all."

Xu Chu glanced at Feng Juolin who was leaning on the door frame, then walked to the old woman and squatted down.

"Hello, grandma!"

"Sorry to bother you, I have something I want to figure out."

The tone was slowed down, for fear of shocking the fragile person in front of him.

The old woman didn't respond and was still looking out the window absentmindedly.

Although he knew the result, Xu Chuyi was unwilling to give in.

Change your approach and try to jog her memory.

"Sixteen years ago, Anning Town was going to be re-planned and rebuilt. On New Year's Eve, a pregnant woman was sent to the town's clinic and gave birth to a baby boy prematurely."

"She is the person in charge of the project. She is beautiful and has an outstanding temperament. She is unforgettable."

"Do you remember what happened at the clinic that day?"

The old woman's eyes moved slightly, and Xu Chuyi expressed his guess.

"Did anyone behave abnormally that day?"

"Is the clinic regulated? Is it possible that someone else steals the child, or... exchanges the child?"

After speaking for a moment, the old woman looked at Xu Chuyi with her cloudy eyes, and an ugly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She said to herself: "My child died... died of illness. He was only a little bit old, like a kitten."

"How could he die? It's my fault." The old woman choked, "I didn't protect him well and let him come out early."

"I don't have money... I can't cure him."

Xu Chuyi couldn't bear it and held her wrinkled hand, trying to calm her down.

The old woman stared at Xu Chuyi with faded pale eyes, and then stroked his head with a kind face.

"Nannan is not dead, she has grown so big."

Xu Chuyi knew that the unconscious old woman recognized him as her child who had died young.

After a few seconds, the hand on his head stopped, and before Xu Chuyi could recover, the old woman pushed him away.

Xu Chuyi was pushed to the ground unprepared.

The old lady laughed like crazy a few times, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and murmured: "The child can't make the same mistakes again...can't...make the same mistakes again."

When Xu Chuyi was pushed to the ground, Feng Juelin strode over to help him up.

Xu Chuyi grabbed a glimmer of hope, broke away from Feng Juelin's hand, and said quickly: "Who are you repeating the same mistakes? Who is it-"

"Can you tell me what happened back then?"

The old woman seemed to be immersed in her own world and ignored the struggling people. Instead, she repeated one sentence:

"He has money to treat illnesses...he has money to treat illnesses...unlike my poor Nannan..."

Xu Chuyi still wanted to ask more questions, but Feng Juelin put his big hand around his arm and told him to calm down.

"She was delirious and couldn't ask anything. We tried many times and the result was the same."

The light tone soothed Xu Chuyi's emotions. He calmed down and retreated from Feng Juelin as if he felt something was wrong.

He glanced at the old woman in despair, and was about to express his apology to Feng Juelin.

A person appeared at the door, standing sternly and holding a folder in his hand.

"Second Master Feng, we found it."

Feng Juelin glanced up and said, "This is not the place to talk. Go back to the study."

This was said to Xu Chuyi.