After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qing fell into deep thought.

Zhu Wuyou is one of the Yan family’s old friends, and can even be said to be her mother Meng Zhiyu’s best friend.

The two have a deep relationship and trust each other deeply.

Although Meng Zhiyu suffered for many years in her mother's home, she was not a loner by nature.

When he is with Zhu Wuyou, he is especially cheerful and loves to laugh.

Due to work reasons, Zhu Wuyou spends most of his time abroad, flying around the world.

Whenever he returned to the imperial capital, he would ask Meng Zhiyu to chat and have dinner with him, and share all kinds of fresh and interesting experiences.

Yan Qing remembered that they once sat in the living room, drinking tea and chatting excitedly.

Meng Zhiyu asked Zhu Wuyou to sell many of his paintings.

"Mom likes Aunt Zhu very much?"

At that time, Yan Qing was still in kindergarten.

Zhu Wuyou came two or three times, and she became keenly aware of the friendship between her mother and this aunt.

"Yeah, she's mom's best friend."

Meng Zhiyu smiled gently and touched her daughter's head with her intact left hand.

"I hope Qingqing can have such a friend in the future."

At that time, the young Yan Qing did not understand the deep meaning of this.

I have the love of my father, the care of my brother, and even many playmates.

She didn't feel lonely.

It was not until he met Gu Qingyan that Yan Qing suddenly understood Meng Zhiyu's feelings.

It is an extremely lucky and rare thing to have a friend with whom you can talk freely.

Many people never have such an experience in their entire lives.

She used to not understand why her mother was usually gentle and silent, but when she was with Aunt Zhu, she would become a chatterbox and could talk for several months in a day.

When they parted, they hugged each other again and again, reluctant to leave.

It’s a pity that Zhu Wuyou is often active abroad, and the two of them are always apart from each other.

Yan Qing frowned, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind -

Zhu Wuyou, will he know about her parents?

About the identity of her father, or even the truth about the death of her entire family?

After all, Zhu Wuyou has been my mother's good friend since she could remember.

She must know something.

……

Two hours later. Living room.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

Zhu Wuyou's eyes were red, and he looked away. Then he raised the back of his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Auntie should have found you and taken care of you, even if it was just for the young fish..."

When talking about Meng Zhiyu, Zhu Wuyou could no longer hold back and started crying, covering her face.

Yan Qing pursed her lips, feeling mixed emotions.

"Auntie, this is not your fault."

After a moment, she spoke softly.

"You were abroad at the time... and everyone thought I was dead."

Zhu Wuyou nodded, then took a deep breath and forced herself to stop crying.

Yan Qing tilted his head slightly and looked at her.

In my memory, Zhu Wuyou's dress was modern and fashionable, completely different from Meng Zhiyu's dignified and elegant style.

She likes to wear high-soled shoes, especially leather ankle boots, and neatly cut trench coats... and likes to wear coral red lipstick.

She has beautiful wavy long hair tied up high, and she always smells like citrus and woody notes.

And now, if it weren’t for the similar facial features, Yan Qing would definitely not recognize Zhu Wuyou.

She was not wearing any makeup and was wearing casual clothes made of cotton and linen. Even her long curly hair, which she had carefully maintained, was cut short, and only a few white hairs were visible.

Like a hermit in the mountains.

"Aunt Zhu, I almost don't recognize you."

Yan Qing smiled.

"The last time I saw you..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Yan Qing's smile froze on her face. She touched the back of her head and murmured,

"When did it come?"

Ever since he was reborn and returned to two years ago, Yan Qing has been feeling a little dazed from time to time.

She seemed to have lost track of time.

"Qingqing, the last time I was with your mother was more than half a year ago."

Zhu Wuyou sighed.

"She also asked me to help deliver the painting 'Feast of the Gods' to clients when I was on a business trip."

She pulled up her lips and smiled bitterly, looking at Yan Qing's face which was somewhat similar to Meng Zhiyu, and the time when she met with her good friend in the past seemed to emerge before her eyes.

"What happened in your family... was a big blow to Auntie."

Zhu Wuyou raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"Oh, by the way, Auntie brought something for you."

She took out a file bag and a passbook from her bag and handed them to Yan Qing carefully.

"Qingqing, you know, Auntie is a photographer. Besides taking photos everywhere, she helps your parents manage their assets. Almost all of your mother's paintings are sold through me... and your father seems to be very busy all the time. He is involved in too many things. In addition to attending classes, doing scientific research, and working on projects, he also has to take care of the family."

"In fact, your father has a lot of property, shares, and even businesses... but he doesn't have time to spend on these things. So, Auntie became the agent."

Yan Qing looked up in disbelief, not knowing where to start for a moment.

"These are the materials compiled by my aunt, and your mother's royalties."

Zhu Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, his expression somewhat relieved.

"Everything is returned to you. If you have any questions, you can always ask auntie."

Yan Qing nodded, opened the file bag and started reading.

In addition to various proof of assets, there is also a picture album.

Open the album, and you will see miniature prints of all of Meng Zhiyu's paintings pasted inside.

Below the picture is Zhu Wuyou’s neat handwriting, marking the name of the painting and the time it was completed.

Looks like a beautiful notebook.

“Your mother’s life’s work is all here.”

I wish you a carefree look.

"She always said that although your father could earn money and didn't mind her not having a job...she didn't want to have no income and put the financial burden on your father alone. Therefore, she eventually sold all her paintings to supplement the family income."

"I felt it was a pity. So, every time she asked me to help sell paintings, I would secretly print out a small picture and paste it in the album. When she stops painting, I will give her this album."

She took a deep breath and almost cried.

"I think she will be very surprised then...but——"

However, my best friend has gone with the wind and can never be seen again.

Yan Qing was also sad, so she had to put down the album and start looking through the family's asset certificates.

When turning to a certain page, my fingertips paused——

【Zhiyu Technology】

She was very familiar with the company's LOGO, which was the one that Yan Sichen and Meng Zhiyu spent a lot of effort to design.

Not long ago, Ning Ke used a jammer at University A, and this pattern was on it.

Obviously, the small cube that uses electromagnetism to disable the combination lock is the product of Zhiyu Technology.

"Qingqing, this is a small company acquired by your father. It was originally called Zhiyu, but after your father took over, it was renamed Zhiyu. I am the nominal boss of the company, but it is your family that pays for it."

Zhu Wuyou explained,

"In fact, there is not much profit, and there are very few employees... We just don't have to worry about survival. We are not well-known in the industry, and our presence is also low."

Yan Qing flipped through the pages and couldn't see anything unusual.

It turns out that the LOGO was not designed for others...but for his own company.

Fish. Juvenile fish.

No wonder mom and dad are so attentive.

……

Yan Qing put down the information in his hand and rubbed his temple tiredly.

She didn't want to think about Ning Ke anymore.

My brother’s phone card and the jammer developed by my father’s company...how did Ning Ke get them?

Hasn't he been staying in a foreign port?

Why is it so involved with the Yan family?

She really couldn't figure it out, and couldn't pry Ning Ke open his mouth.

Instead of worrying about this, it’s better to ask Zhu Wuyou first and see if you can get any useful information.

"Auntie, there are so many suspicious points about the car accident in my family."

After a while, Yan Qing briefly described her investigation into the car accident.

"I have ruled out several suspects, but I still have no clue. I thought...you and my mother have known each other for a long time, do you have any ideas?"

Zhu Wuyou didn't expect her to ask so directly. He was stunned for a moment and then fell into thought.

After a long time, she tilted her head and spoke slowly:

"Qingqing, your mother once mentioned something vaguely. But that was a long time ago, and I don't know the details."

Yan Qing sat up straight: "Auntie, just tell me everything you know."

Zhu Wuyou looked at her and sighed again.

"Your mother, sometimes feels very sorry... for you."

"Ah?" Yan Qing was stunned.

Zhu Wuyou ignored her doubts and asked:

“Do you know about the rhesus monkey experiment?”

Yan Qing thought for a moment, "That...maternal love deprivation experiment?"

"That's right," Zhu Wuyou nodded, "Little monkeys deprived of their mother's love, even if they live and grow up, their brain functions are completely inferior to those of ordinary monkeys. They can't live, socialize, or reproduce normally... Most of them have mental and personality problems, and many of them commit suicide or self-harm."

"..." Yan Qing was puzzled, "But what does this have to do with me? Mom is very good to me."

"Because... objectively speaking, your mother is a disabled person."

Zhu Wuyou said helplessly, "There are many things that she doesn't want to do."

"?" Yan Qing was even more confused.

"Your mother told me that you were born at a time of great turmoil."

Zhu Wuyou raised his head slightly, trying to recall Meng Zhiyu's original words.

"At that time, your brother had just learned to walk. You were too young, so you don't remember anything...but your mother always cared about it and didn't take good care of you.

"You were born prematurely, and you are weaker than your brother. As a mother, she could do nothing when you needed touch, hug and interaction the most..."

Yan Qing was confused to begin with, and finally couldn't help interrupting Zhu Wuyou:

"Auntie, what do you mean? I don't seem to understand."

"..."

Zhu Wuyou was silent for a few seconds and sighed.

"Qingqing, your parents might have run into some trouble at that time... and it was a big trouble. From what your mother said, your father was not with her when you were born, and even for a period of time after your birth. She was not in the imperial capital at that time... She must have been wandering in a foreign country."

"Your mother only had one left arm to use. At that time, your brother was two years old and had just learned to walk. Zhiyu once told me that at that time, she could only hold your brother's hand with her left hand and carry you on her back..."

"Your mother felt that when you were a baby and needed motherly love the most, she failed to hold you well and did not give you enough sense of security."

"When you were a child, you were very sensitive. You would cry until your face turned red at the slightest noise... but she couldn't even comfort you seriously like she did with your brother. Many times, you cried yourself to sleep, but your mother always felt guilty."

"She feels sorry for you."

"She is very worried that you might develop mental problems in the future like a little monkey lacking maternal love."

Zhu Wuyou smiled.

"Fortunately, as you grew up day by day, she finally felt relieved."

"..."

There was a complex look in Yan Qing's eyes, and she lowered her head with an ambiguous expression.

After a while, he slowly spoke:

"My mother loves me very much, she doesn't want this either."

They must be in some big trouble, or even in trouble.

Otherwise, Dad would never let Mom be in such an embarrassing situation.

Holding his son in one hand and carrying his daughter on his back.

Any normal woman would feel very tired, let alone someone like my mother who only has a healthy left arm.

So...what exactly happened to them?

You know, when Yan Sichen and Meng Zhiyu got married, they were already teaching at A University.

With a stable income and a fixed residence... there is no reason to wander around in a foreign country.

Moreover, with Yan Sichen's intelligence, Yan Qing found it hard to imagine what kind of big trouble he could run into that he couldn't solve and leave his wife and two children behind.

This matter is very strange in itself, and the more I think about it, the stranger it gets.

"Auntie, do you know my dad?"

Yan Qing asked again,

"Was my mother married when you met her?"

"Hmm... I don't know much. Most of my interactions with your father are about coordination work."

Zhu Wuyou pondered for a moment,

"Your father is very sensible. He almost never disturbs me when I get together with your mother. Besides, your parents have a good relationship. I have never heard your mother say that they quarreled about anything. When I met your mother, she was already in love with your father—"

"Originally, I heard that your father's family was very poor, so I wanted to persuade her to find someone of equal status, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble after marriage. What's more, her health was like that... But she was determined to be with your father. Now it seems that your mother really did not choose the wrong person."

"I thought at the time that even if your father loved her very much, she wouldn't have an easy time in her husband's family... But I didn't expect that in all these years, your father hadn't even returned to his hometown, so there was no need to consider the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship at all."

Yan Qing pursed her lips and lowered her head silently.

Because dad...is not the original Yan Sichen at all.

This is just a fake identity used for disguise, and it will be exposed when I go back.

If we have to call him by a code name, perhaps "Louis" would be more appropriate.

"Auntie, do you know Louis?" Yan Qing was unwilling and asked tentatively.

"Louis?"

Zhu Wuyou frowned, then smiled.

"What's that? It sounds like the name of some king."

"..." Yan Qing gritted his teeth, "Have you heard of Featherwit? Its logo is a black crow."

"Featherwit? The English for the Fool in the Tarot card?"

Zhu Wuyou's face flashed with confusion.

"But isn't it a card of the Joker Fool or something like that? With the Black Crow?"

"..."

Yan Qing shook his head in frustration.

At present, it seems that Zhu Wuyou knows nothing about this.