The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Zhou Jiyun himself went back to his room with Xie Jing. Leaving the old house now was like singing a play halfway through or watching a movie without seeing the ending. What a pity!

Everyone had left. Mr. Zhou looked at Zhou Zhida, who was slumped on the sofa, and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhou Zhida was silent for a long time before he said, "Dad, you have made the choice for me. Do I have any other choice? This child, this child, I don't know anything at all."

"I remember when we separated, Lin Nan said she wasn't pregnant...How could I have known that a child this big would pop out now?"

Mr. Zhou sighed: "You...you are so stupid! Leaving such a big handle, you are really stupid!"

Zhou Zhida remained silent. Old Master Zhou sighed, "That's it. You should take on the responsibility that you should take. Go see that woman when you have time. If she is really dead, things won't be that complicated."

"She...if she is still alive, it would be better to get rid of her as soon as possible."

He stood up with his back hunched, and seemed to have aged several years in an instant: "Not handing the company over to you was obviously the right decision. How can a person who can't control his own flesh and blood be qualified to take on such a big responsibility?"

"Ugh……"

Mr. Zhou sighed, and returned to his room with the help of his cane and the help of his housekeeper. He missed his eldest son very much now. If his eldest son was still alive, why would he have to face all this? His eldest son would have handled everything properly.

"Do you think Jiyun knows something by doing this?" When the housekeeper was preparing pills for him, Mr. Zhou suddenly spoke.

Butler Zhong paused and said, "You probably don't know, right? Didn't Jiyun also say that he met this child by chance?"

"I just asked around, and it was said that an aunt from Jiyun's family volunteered at the welfare home, and they met by chance. I heard that the aunt was very embarrassed for Jiyun, thinking that this was Jiyun's illegitimate child."

"In order to reassure her, Jiyun went for a paternity test. Who knew that it would turn out that the two were really related? So he followed the trail and unexpectedly found Zhida."

"Oh, is it really a coincidence?" Old Master Zhou frowned, feeling that this coincidence was too unbelievable.

Butler Zhong said softly: "It seems to be a coincidence at the moment."

Old Master Zhou sighed and said, "If Fang Qin makes a fuss at the Fang family, let the second son solve it himself. He will be responsible for the mess he made. I am too old now, how can I have the time to clean up after him?"

Butler Zhong: "Zhi Da is old enough now, it's time for him to take care of himself. Just take care of yourself. When Ji Yun and Jing Jing have a child, they will rely on you to help raise them. You can't give up now."

The old man nodded: "Yes, I have to hold on. Now that I am on top, at least the situation is better..."

"If Jiyun knew... knew... his uncle would definitely..."

Listening to the old man's mumbling, Butler Zhong just sighed. After the old man fell asleep, he quietly left the bedroom. But just as he was leaving, he was stopped by Zhou Jiyun: "Butler Zhong, let's talk."

Butler Zhong took a half step back: "What does Master Jiyun want to know?"

Zhou Jiyun had a lot of questions to ask, but when he saw Butler Zhong's slightly defensive posture, his prepared words changed: "I think Grandpa doesn't look well. How is he now? Do you want to ask the family doctor to come over?"

"No need," Butler Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, "Your grandfather has taken medicine and gone to sleep. I think he is in good condition."

"Okay, then I won't disturb Grandpa's rest," Zhou Jiyun said softly, "Butler Zhong, you should also go to bed early."

Now it seems that Butler Zhong seems to know something, but unfortunately, like his grandfather, he won't tell him. He has to find out the truth by himself.

Honestly, this feeling is really bad. I know who the suspect is, but everyone favors him and no one stands on my side. Whenever Zhou Jiyun thinks of this, he feels a great grievance and injustice for his parents.

Zhou Jiyun walked slowly to the bedroom, but he didn't dare to push the door open. He was afraid that he couldn't control his emotions. Every time he went back to the old house, he felt very uncomfortable.

This used to be his happiest place, but now it has become his most painful place.

"Why don't you come in?" Xie Jing pushed open the door. She had heard Zhou Jiyun's footsteps a long time ago, but this man was very strange. He arrived outside the room but did not come in. He just stood there silently.

Zhou Jiyun raised his eyes, and Xie Jing saw his red eyes and knew that he was thinking of his parents. She casually put the towel on the shelf next to her, and then opened her arms to Zhou Jiyun: "Zhou Jiyun, come here."

Zhou Jiyun took a step forward and hugged Xie Jing completely. Xie Jing only felt a wetness on her shoulders. She touched Zhou Jiyun's hair and said, "It's okay, I'm here."

Zhou Jiyun silently hugged her tightly again, and when Xie Jing took a breath, he softened his grip and said, "I'm sorry, I was too emotional."

Xie Jing tiptoed slightly: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Compared to her, Zhou Jiyun has endured much more, and Xie Jing is able to empathize with him more and more.

Zhou Jiyun took a deep breath: "It's really hard to be chosen firmly by others. Just because my parents are gone, there is no one standing on their side anymore."

"Every time I think of this, I feel a huge sense of grievance and resentment because of the injustice."

"Is it because they are no longer around... that the living people are more unscrupulous?"

Xie Jing patted his shoulder and said, "So we will always stand by our parents. Even if no one else cares about them, we will always care about them. We will not let anyone who has wronged them have an easy life."

"Even if there are many difficulties and even dangers ahead, we must work hard to seek the truth for them."

"Okay, stop crying. Why are you so fond of crying?" Xie Jing knew that she was not a sensitive person. From childhood to adulthood, she had shed tears only a few times.

But Zhou Jiyun was different. Xie Jing had seen him cry twice. But no matter which time, Xie Jing felt that Zhou Jiyun was... so pitiful, like a homeless dog.

Zhou Jiyun sniffed: "There are too few places in this world where people can cry as they please. Only in front of you can I be myself without any scruples."

Xie Jing's heart softened immediately. She thought she was usually indifferent. But it was precisely because of her love and compassion that she could not help but be a little soft-hearted towards Zhou Jiyun.

"Then just cry this once." She tried to hug Zhou Jiyun's shoulders: "If you want to cry, let others cry in the future. Why should we hide and cry silently when we are wronged?"