After the cannon fodder male supporting role became the richest man

Jiang Sen heard that Jiang's mother was in a bad mood, but he didn't say anything clearly on the phone, so he drove fast all the way, and arrived at Jiang's gate in less than an hour.

He stopped the car and was about to head in, when he met Jiang's mother pushing the suitcase out.

Jiang's mother saw him, as if she saw the backbone, tears fell down.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Shen, your dad has a new son, don't want us anymore, let's live together! Don't go in, come with me."

"Ah?" Jiang Sen thought Mama Jiang was saying something angry, and walked in while pulling Mama Jiang.

"If I don't go in, your father will kiss his new son. If you don't want to go, I will go."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the high-heeled shoes "pata pata" and walked away.

It didn't seem like he was making trouble for no reason. Jiang Sen's first guess was that Jiang's father made a mistake when he was young and gave birth to an illegitimate child. Now that the illegitimate child is found, Jiang's father has to take responsibility.

If he wanted to coax Mama Jiang well, he had to find out the truth early. Jiang Sen had no choice but to enter the room, intending to ask for clarification.

When he entered the door, he saw that Jiang's father was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, his brows were furrowed, and he looked full of melancholy.

Obviously, Jiang's father must have heard the conversation between him and Jiang's mother at the door just now, without raising his head, he said: "I'm back!"

"Well. Dad, what exactly..."

"I know a son, and you know it too."

"What?" Jiang Sen thought he had heard wrong.

"Yes……"

"It's me, brother." The man who came out of the back room had delicate features and a protagonist's face, but it was not known whether it was because of too many calculations, but he looked a little ferocious.

It was Mo Hangyu.

Mo Hangyu saw that there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but that smile was obviously malicious, but when he saw Jiang's father looking over, the smile became timid again, as if he had suffered all kinds of grievances.

"Little...Jiang Shen, this is your younger brother. You...you two live in peace." Jiang Zhongwei took a deep breath on his cigarette and extinguished the cigarette butt.

"Could it be that he is...your..."

"No, it's not an illegitimate child." Father Jiang obviously didn't want to explain any more, and went back to his room after saying this.

"Mo Hangyu, what's going on?" Jiang Sen asked sharply, never expecting that Mo Hangyu would pester him at home.

"What's going on?" Mo Hangyu laughed twice, "Don't you know the best? What are you pretending to do? Do you really think of yourself as the son of the Jiang family? You are just a..."

In the last half of the sentence, Mo Hangyu felt a slip of the tongue and quickly shut up.

He is indeed not the son of Jiang's family. How could Mo Hangyu know about this? Jiang Sen was in doubt, and obviously, Jiang's father already suspected him, but for some reason, he chose to believe Mo Hangyu.

It was only then that Jiang Sen remembered that from the time he entered the door to when Jiang's father returned to the room, the two of them hadn't looked at each other the whole time.

Mo Hangyu didn't want Jiang Sen to answer, so he pursed his lips, turned around and went upstairs.

Seems like he won't be able to get an answer tonight. Jiang Sen looked at his dead phone and planned to go upstairs to his room to get a charger to charge it.

He walked to the door, and the bedroom, which he almost never closed when he wasn't home, was not only closed, but locked.

He was about to go downstairs to ask Aunt Ma to get the key to open the door, when the door swung open, and Mo Hangyu came out from inside.

"What are you doing in my room?" The mist in Jiang Sen's eyes dissipated like black ink.

"Your room? Are you sure?" Mo Hangyu yelled downstairs twice, "Aunt Ma, Aunt Ma, hurry up!"

Aunt Ma was still working in the kitchen, when she heard the sound, she ran up, wiped her apron, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Aunt Ma, tell me, who owns this room?"

"Yes..." Aunt Ma looked at Jiang Sen and Mo Hangyu at the same time, obviously hesitating, "Sir, Xiaoshen...you are the elder brother."

Needless to say, looking at Aunt Ma's flickering eyes, Jiang Sen knew the answer.

Logically speaking, he should leave here now, but he wanted to know what happened, even if he left, Mo Hangyu couldn't let Mo Hangyu destroy this home.

There are many rooms in the villa, Jiang Sen lived in neither the best nor the worst one, Mo Hangyu wanted this room because he was disgusted.

Things in the room. Aunt Ma packed up a new room in advance, which was bigger and brighter than the old room, but it was far away from the original room. Jiang Zhongwei seemed to understand that the two were incompatible.

Jiang Sen charged the battery and turned on the phone. Sure enough, there were many missed calls. Jiang Sen directly connected to Ling Xiao via video, but he didn't tell the other party about this bad thing. For two days, relax the atmosphere.

He has a guess, which has something to do with his wearing books, and he doesn't want Ling Xiao to know.

Ling Xiao didn't seem to be suspicious of anything, he said happily that he would give him three days at most, otherwise he would come to pick him up in person.

He was worried about Mama Jiang, so he called Mama Jiang's best friend to make sure that she was at her house, and after a few more words of advice, he finally felt relieved.

Early the next morning, he couldn't sleep, so he got up and had breakfast. Unexpectedly, Mo Hangyu and Jiang's father woke up earlier, both of them had smiles on their faces, as if they were enjoying themselves and not getting along with outsiders.

Father Jiang saw him first, and his smile instantly became uncomfortable, and he greeted him: "Come and have breakfast."

Mo Hangyu turned his head when he heard the words, and also smiled, that smile was completely ironic and malicious: "Brother, hurry up and have breakfast, Aunt Ma has prepared a lot."

Just like tea.

Jiang Sen walked to the dining table, and the table was indeed full of breakfast, but it wasn't what he usually ate. Obviously, it was probably someone's favorite.

He lost his appetite after only two mouthfuls, so he simply got up, but before he got up, he glanced at Mo Hangyu and said, "At eight o'clock, your room, let's talk."

Hearing this, Mo Hangyu nodded blankly with a look of ignorance: "Okay, brother."

Jiang Zhong paused for a moment for the chopsticks, but finally said nothing.

"So, what do you want me for?" Without Jiang Zhongwei by his side, Mo Hangyu's expression became much more pleasing to the eye, at least he no longer pretended to be annoying.

"We all know it in our hearts." Jiang Sen said coldly.

"Oh, you said Mr. Jiang recognized me as his son!" Mo Hangyu lay down on the small sofa, "It seems that I think highly of you, can't you see this clearly? Because I am the His son Jiang Shen! And you should be called Jiang Sen."

Jiang Sen's fingers moved slightly, and then curled up, his voice could not hear the slightest ups and downs: "Then it's not Jiang Shen, nor Mo Hangyu, who are you?"

The surprise flashed in the eyes of "Mo Hangyu" let Jiang Sen know that he guessed right.

"Of course I am Jiang Shen. You, an outsider, have taken over my life. Why? I can't get it back yet?" "Mo Hangyu" stood up and pressed on.

Jiang Sen didn't back down at all: "Your life? If you were Jiang Shen, I'm afraid you would have died when you jumped off the building."

"Not only are you not Jiang Shen, you are not Mo Hangyu either." Jiang Sen said with certainty.

"Then who am I?" "Mo Hangyu" smiled evilly, clearly not paying attention to Jiang Sen's speculation.

"The author of "Step by Step" is also the author of this book we traveled to."

"you……"

"You want to ask me how I know?" Jiang Sen smiled sarcastically, without giving him a chance to argue, "Because Mo Hangyu's character design collapsed so badly, although you created Mo Hangyu yourself, but he is better than you. If you have too much integrity, you won’t be able to do the things you did. Even though Mingming Fang Jing, Shu Zining, Zhou Ming and others don’t like you that much, they still can’t help but be used by you.”

"Just because of this?" "Mo Hangyu" looked at him like a fool, but Jiang Sen could clearly see the panic flashing in his eyes.

"Because you are the author, you can change the plot. Unfortunately, because of my arrival, the plot cannot go according to your direction. You hold a grudge against me, so you keep targeting me, don't you?"

"You say yes!" "Mo Hangyu" looked at him like he was looking at a vexatious child.

"You must really want to know why I guessed the inside story." Jiang Sen laughed at himself, "You hated me since you were a child, no, you should say you hate me, don't you?"

"I didn't!" "Mo Hangyu" stood up excitedly from the sofa, and only then realized that he was exposed. He only slumped for a moment, and asked unwillingly, "Why do you know?"

"We grew up in the same orphanage. From childhood to adulthood, you hated me for studying well, hated that I was liked by the dean, hated that I got funding from kind people, and went to the best university. That's why you took me as a prototype Written as the humble cannon fodder male supporting role in the novel, I ended up in a miserable end in the novel, satisfying your perverted psychological demands. Jiang Yu, am I right?" Jiang Sen explained the matter calmly, with emotions Not even any ups and downs.

"Mo Hangyu", no, it should be Jiang Yu, who hates him the most for being so calm, every time he seems to ignore everything in his eyes: "Why do you say that I hate you? You started the company It’s quite successful. I’ve also made a lot of money writing novels. I’m no worse than you. You don’t show off your sense of superiority to me! Also, so what if I’m Jiang Yu? Jiang Shen was shaped by me, and I know him best , Do you think Jiang Zhongwei believes in you or me? He doesn't kick you out because of my face. The Jiang family has the final say. You have to figure it out, don't make people laugh for nothing!"

Jiang Sen raised the corners of his mouth. This smile seemed extremely ironic to Jiang Yu, but when he thought about it, as long as he firmly held onto his identity as the young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Sen's property would also be in his hands. After all, Jiang Sen is a grateful man. Man, when Jiang Zhongwei spoke, how could he not listen?

"Jiang Yu, you know me, but you don't know me. Jiang Shen was shaped by you, but he was based on me. If you want to discredit me, you have to make Jiang Shen ordinary, humble, and disgusting. But now Don't you find it ironic that you have to rely on my identity to survive?"

"You..." Jiang Yu was at a loss for words for a while, and then laughed again, "Unfortunately, you can't do anything with me. Jiang Zhongwei just trusts me, and he just thinks that I am his Xiaoshen."

Yes, Jiang Sen can't produce conclusive evidence to prove that Jiang Yu is a fake Jiang Shen, just as he is also a fake, if the lie can make Jiang's father feel better, it's okay.

"Remember, don't do anything to hurt them, otherwise, I won't let you go."

"Don't worry, I'm still pointing to the Jiang family to give me benefits, why should I do things that harm others and benefit myself!" Jiang Yu said lazily.

Jiang Sen lived in Jiang's villa for three days. During this period, he always wanted to talk to Jiang Zhongwei, but unfortunately, he avoided them on purpose.

Early in the morning of the third day, Jiang Zhongwei stopped him and took him to a secret base.

It was a big toy room filled with all kinds of toys. Jiang Sen had never seen such a big toy room in his life.

"come in."

Jiang Sen went in and picked up the most worn-out doll, which was very similar to the only toy he had when he was a child.

"That was Xiaoshen's favorite toy when he was a child." Jiang Zhongwei glanced at the doll, "At that time, my mother and I were busy and didn't have time to accompany him, so we left him in this huge toy room.

There are many toys, but he only likes that doll.He is very sensible, not crying or making trouble, waiting for us to go home.

He is very smart, he has been the number one since he was in elementary school, and he was the number one student in science in the college entrance examination; he is also very filial, and we don't have to worry about anything.

Until I met Zhou Ming later.He was obsessed with that man, as if possessed by an evil spirit, but I didn't dare to scold him because I didn't have the qualifications.I always feel that it's because I don't care enough for him that he likes men, even..."

Jiang Sen felt that Jiang Zhongwei's voice was choked up, and when he turned his head, the other party was wiping away his tears.

What he saw was the fatherly love of Quan Quan, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Son, from the first time you met me, I knew you were not my son. You are smarter and more capable than Xiao Shen. At first I thought you were here to harm our family, but for the sake of the mother, I have to admit you .I later found out that you were not a liar, but it took a long time to treat you as my son."

Jiang Sen listened quietly without saying a word. He thought that Jiang Zhongwei had just discovered it recently, but he didn't expect that he knew everything at first.

"I know that Mo Hangyu is not Xiaoshen, but many of his little habits are exactly the same as Xiaoshen, especially when he found me that day and said that he was Jiang Shen, I almost believed it.

Jiang Sen, you should have this name, I think when Ling Xiao called you that, you subconsciously agreed.Just let me fool myself for a few more days as a poor bereaved man, I just, miss him so much. "

The sun had already poured into the whole toy room through the window, it was warm, the doll was still looking at him mischievously like when he was a child, Jiang Zhongwei stared at the corner with a loving smile on his face, Jiang Sen knew that that corner was Jiang Shin's favorite place.

There was silence in the toy room for a long time, so long that the two of them felt as if more than ten years had passed.

"Mom, I'll talk about it."

Jiang Zhongwei nodded: "Don't tell your mother about this, I will take care of it."

When he returned to the villa, Ling Xiao was standing in the courtyard, and Jiang Yu approached him somehow, wondering what he was talking about.

"Ling Xiao!" Jiang Sen shouted loudly.

Ling Xiao turned his head, and the expression on his face immediately changed from cloudy to clear.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Sen took a few steps closer to him.

"Didn't you agree? I'll give you three days. You won't regret it."

Jiang Sen laughed: "Well, let's go."

"Why don't you take my hand?"

"Pull it."

"You don't need to hug me!"

"Hug."

"Kiss me again with you?"

"Ling Xiao, everyone, I gave you face, didn't I?"

Jiang Yu looked at the backs of the two people who were about to overlap, and sneered, not knowing what he was really mocking.

One day in March, in the big villa in the Xingfu Community in the city center, Jiang Sen was sitting at the dining table and chewing slowly.

Ling Xiao held the latest financial newspaper, read it with gusto, and urged Jiang Sen while reading it: "My dear, hurry up, today is a good day, there must be a lot of people in the Civil Affairs Bureau, we have to queue up early."

"No." Ling Xiao retorted again, "You can't eat fast, you have a bad stomach, you have to eat slowly, it's better to eat slowly, don't worry, we have relationships and money."

Jiang Sen shook his head, feeling that his boyfriend was getting more and more in the second grade, thanks to his personality that he thought the other party was a domineering president at first.

"Komori, you have become the richest man in Lin City! You commented yesterday!"

"I know, the Finance and Economics Agency called me yesterday."

"Let me see, 80.00% of Sen Yan, 50.00% of Yixing Liu, 70.00% of Jiang's Wu, 50.00% of Jiajing Film and Television, 50.00% of Comfort Home, now, a well-known enterprise in Linshi They are all surnamed Jiang." Ling Xiao said happily, "My wife is the richest man, why does it sound like she is eating soft food?"

Jiang Sen drank the last sip of soy milk, wiped his mouth, and glared at him: "Aren't you delicious?"

In March, the sun is shining brightly, and the grass is growing and the warbler is flying. This young Linshi is thriving like the corresponding season. Jiang Sen responded to Ling Xiao who kept urging him outside the window: "Get the household registration booklet, go down immediately !"