Rebirth of the rich and powerful

What Jiang Yun wanted to know most was about his biological father.

Unfortunately, Jiang Xiangchu didn't know anything.

"My dad never mentioned this to me," he shook his head, "nor have I seen any old photos. There was a fire at home before, and many things were burned."

"How did the fire start?" Jiang Yun asked.

"I don't remember, I must have been quite young at that time," Jiang Xiangchu shook his head, "By the way, I seem to have heard from my mother that someone set the fire on!"

"Set fire? Was that person caught? Why did he set fire?" Jiang Yun continued to ask.

"I'm not sure about that." Jiang Xiangchu shook his head.

Jiang Yun heard about it before, but it was an accidental fire in the warehouse. Because no one was injured or injured, only a few old things were lost, so he didn't investigate it carefully.

The fire 20 years ago seems to be a good breakthrough.

On the other side of the Jiang family, Mrs. Jiang is waiting for Jiang Yun to admit his mistakes obediently, and to fulfill his responsibility as the Jiang family.

As a man, it is certainly not a glorious thing to please another man, but since he was born in the Jiang family, he needs to make sacrifices for the family, which is a matter of course for the old man Jiang.

"However, Jiang Yun's looks are really a disaster, and he was attracted by a man." He said to his wife very disdainfully.

Mrs. Jiang's wife wiped his hands and face in silence, then bent down to put on shoes and socks for Mrs. Jiang, and then said "hey" very softly.

What Mrs. Jiang likes most is her honest and silent appearance. In front of him, she doesn't need extra voices.

Jiang Yun is very busy now. While arranging for the company to respond to the lawsuit normally, he speeds up the investigation.

Unexpectedly, the investigation went smoothly. Jiang Yun finally found an old lady who left the Jiang family's old house more than ten years ago. She worked in the Jiang family for many years and was responsible for cleaning the main house. Later, she said that she resigned because she went back to her hometown to get married. leave.

Speaking of those years, this seemingly swift and capable middle-aged woman began to hem and haw.

After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "Is that matter still found out?"

The investigators asked her what was the matter again, but she refused to speak.

Unexpectedly, when she saw Jiang Yun, she was taken aback for a moment, and then began to cry loudly: "Fourth Young Master, you are the one who came back? I knew that you would come back to uphold justice for Madam!"

Even though Jiang Yun told him that he was Jiang Linjun's son, she was still heartbroken, and then talked to Jiang Yun about the past with sobs.

An absurd and outrageous farce.

After Jiang Yun listened to what she said, he was silent for a long time, and then gave her another sum of money before sending the gift back.

Zhang Qingli, who was already far away in the United States, happened to send an assist—she sent a stack of faxes to Jiang Yun, which was a 20-year-old autopsy report. The deceased was Jiang Yun's biological father, Jiang Linjun.

It turned out that even his biological father didn't die by accident as they said.

A premeditated murder?Very likely.

It's a pity that everything is just speculation, and there is no real evidence.A bystander's recollection, or an inspection report of unknown origin, will not reveal anything.

Many years ago, two lives were quietly buried in the Jiang family's old house, and the murderer is still at large.

Perhaps, you can try to scare the snake out of the grass?

Every night at nine o'clock, Mr. Jiang would use a large wooden barrel to soak his feet comfortably in hot water for 15 minutes. He always said that this is the best way to keep in good health. It can prolong life and strengthen the body, which is more effective than eating thousand-year-old ginseng.

Old Mr. Jiang closed his eyes and sat on the wooden chair, his feet soaked in the hot water at just the right temperature. His wife was squatting down and rubbing his feet little by little.

Today's night was extraordinarily quiet, even the autumn wind exudes a touch of gentleness, Mrs. Jiang recalled the past for some reason.

When he was young, he and his first wife were introduced by the elders of the family. They got married soon and had three children.

That woman's life was not good and her health was poor. He had just made a fortune, but she died of a serious illness and didn't enjoy any blessings. However, he was not very sad. He had almost no feelings for this wife, and naturally he didn't feel too much about her death. Many touches.

The only trouble is the three half-children who suddenly lost their mothers.

Mrs. Jiang invited someone to find a tutor to take care of the children in his hometown.

In the first few years, he didn't live with the children, but was raised in his hometown, and he rarely went back once a year, and he didn't have much impression of the too young tutor.

At that time, he was in the middle of his life, rich in wealth, never worried about women, and had no interest in re-marriage.

Later, his company continued to expand, and the Jiang family gradually became famous in City A. At that time, he bought the current old house and took over the children from his hometown.

There was also that young and beautiful tutor who came here together.

Mrs. Jiang had to admit that it was the first time in his life that he was tempted.

That woman was beautiful, young, mysterious and elegant, and possessed almost all the qualities that would make a man fall in love. He pursued her without hesitation at that time, and got his wish, stepping into marriage for the second time.

After getting married, he discovered that this woman is not only charming, but also smart enough.She has a natural sensitivity to business and wealth, and that talent, even Mrs. Jiang, who was already quite successful at the time, couldn't help but marvel.

Not long after they got married, they had another child. At that time, the woman made an agreement with him that all Jiang's property would be inherited by his ex-wife's children, but all the wealth she managed would be left to this youngest son.

Mrs. Jiang readily agreed to her request at the time. He originally thought that his wife was just playing around. After all, no matter how smart she was, she was just a woman.

At the beginning, everything was perfect, and life went on smoothly as he expected, but as time passed, Mrs. Jiang became more and more dissatisfied with his wife.

This woman was so smart that he even felt that his status in the company and family was threatened.

"Women are too smart, they are a disaster." Old Mr. Jiang suddenly said to his current wife.

Although his third wife was not beautiful or smart enough, Grandpa Jiang felt that this was the one who was really suitable to be his wife.

The gentle and silent woman smiled and continued to pinch his feet seriously.

Old Master Jiang closed his eyes again in satisfaction.

His wife wiped his feet with a clean white cotton cloth, and then put on cotton socks. Only then did Mr. Jiang stand up slowly, and with his wife's support, he entered the bedroom.

There are a few books and magazines on the bedside table in the bedroom. He is used to flipping through the books before going to bed, and falls asleep on time at ten o'clock.

Today, Mrs. Jiang unexpectedly discovered that there was an unsealed envelope on the stack of books.

"Who put this in?" Old Master Jiang asked.

His wife shook her head and said she didn't know.

The envelope was very thin, and there was only a piece of folded thin paper inside. Old Mr. Jiang took out the paper from the envelope casually, and when he opened it, his expression suddenly changed.

"Who put this in!" He quickly stuffed the paper into the envelope, furious.

I asked around the people in the house, but no one knew.

"Dad, what's in the envelope?" asked his eldest son.

"It's nothing, it's just a boring prank." Old Master Jiang said with a livid face, but he refused to show others what was written on the paper no matter what.