After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

Ning Cheng, Rong family.

"You did a lot of things without telling me." Mr. Rong looked at the grandson he brought up expressionlessly.

Mr. Rong is getting older, and has gradually delegated power to his eldest grandson Rong He in the past few years, but at the banquet some time ago, Mr. Rong was almost made sick by this farce.

The old man was very romantic when he was young, and the Rong family was educated to have more sons, more blessings, illegitimate children can form a football team, and the more sons, the more fights.The Rong family's raising children is like raising Gu, only the Gu king can ascend to the throne, but the Gu king of the previous generation was still alive and well, and the people below started to fight first, and they really didn't know what to do.So Rong Mu, who didn't fight or snatch at that time, won the favor of the old man, and his mother herself was the "favorite" of the old man, who was brought by his side every day to give birth to a good child, which was a hundred times more beautiful than a married child.

But what was so beautiful back then is so miserable now.

Rong He, the crown prince, took the position. The first thing he did was to deal with Rong Mu. His leg was discounted by the prince, and the shares in the house and car were taken back together. The prince really didn't give the cheap uncle any face.

"Others don't even have the right to see my things." Rong He sneered, he didn't think he did something wrong, and he didn't think Grandpa would blame him for such a trivial matter.

Sure enough, Mr. Rong said: "Then hold on to your own things!"

The old man glanced at Rong Mu who was at the side, "And you, you can't expose your family ugliness. You're good. I wish the family affairs could be publicized. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to make such a mess?"

Rong Mu looked at the old man and laughed lowly: "I'm all a joke, so I'm afraid of being ashamed."

"I also want to be safe, but some people don't want me to be safe. This time they want my legs. Will it be my life next time?" Rong Mu's tone was flat, but his eyes were poisoned when he looked at Rong He. Swallowed him alive.

Rong Mu took a deep breath, and looked at the old man again: "You may not know, my good nephew hired someone to hit Fu Mingcheng some time ago."

Fu Mingcheng's Lingyun Group can be called a gold-swallowing beast, with a daily turnover of more than one billion yuan, and also has cooperation projects with the country. The family background is deep and stable. The Rong family wanted to talk about cooperation two years ago, but Mr. Fu seems to be more interested in the Xie family. , in order to maintain the friendship with the Xie family, declined their family's cooperation intention.

The old man frowned: "What's going on?"

Rong He looked at Rong Mu and sneered, "Uncle, don't sow discord here, I bumped into each other, does it have something to do with you?"

It was quite surprising that Rong Mu could find out about this, but would Rong Mu have the guts to tell the old man that Fu Mingcheng might be his son?

If he dared, his legs wouldn't be broken, and he would have to be lured by Xie Ling to sell him badly. In the end, he was just a piece of trash.

□□He obviously doesn't know, there is a saying that rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry.

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with Dad." Rong Mu touched his leg and grinned, "He is Aunt Fu's son."

"It's okay to go out to play. The patient's current condition is mainly caused by psychological factors. Proper relaxation is also beneficial to the recovery of the condition."

The doctor is still very professional. He routinely performed psychological tests for Mr. Fu. As he said, Mr. Fu's current psychological condition is already serious without exaggerating.

"The indexes of paranoid and depression are both high, and because of his avoidance, he is not willing to recover from his illness. Instead, he hopes to use his illness to attract your attention." The doctor said truthfully.

Xie Ling asked: "The impact of the previous car accident had a big impact?"

The doctor smiled: "Psychological factors account for a large proportion."

After Xie Ling got all the inspection reports of Mr. Fu, he confirmed that Mr. Fu's body was fine, but his heart was worrying.

My finch is a depressed finch!

Young Master Xie was so distressed, so he treated Que Que better.

It was already noon when they got off the plane, and they were going to the racecourse now.More than a dozen off-road vehicles are driving on the road, guarding the innermost off-road vehicle in the center. The speed is neither fast nor slow, and it looks quite spectacular.

In the off-road vehicle, Xie Ling looked helpless: "You have to be happy when you come out to play, take a look at the scenery outside, and don't always look at me."

Fu Mingcheng pursed his lips and shook his head slowly.

The scenery is not as beautiful as Lingling.

The car window is half open, the young man is lying on the car window looking at the scenery outside the window, the grassy wind that is unique to the prairie passes through, and blows the soft hair between the young man's forehead to reveal a smooth forehead, and the delicate facial features look bright and noble in the sun .

"There are sheep, and there are many."

The off-road vehicle climbed up an uphill, and someone was driving a flock of sheep by the side of the road. Xie Ling saw a little lamb bleating happily around the big sheep.

Xie Ling subconsciously turned to look at Fu Mingcheng.

It's over, no matter how you look at it, everything looks like his bird.

To be honest, the timing for them to come to the grassland is not too good. The scenery of the grassland is the most beautiful in July and August, and the grass is emerald green.It is rather embarrassing to come at this time. Most of the pastures will start harvesting this month, and the weather is also cold. There is a big temperature difference between morning and evening. If you don’t pay attention, you may get sick.

But there are also advantages, fewer tourists, clean.

Xie Ling came here mainly to relax while riding a horse, and he didn't have much pursuit of looking at the scenery.

The off-road convoy stopped slowly, and the bodyguard got out of the car and opened the door for his young master, "Master, we're here."

Xie Lingyue's racecourse is a relatively well-known racecourse in the industry. It is the number one racecourse in China. It often undertakes major races. The boss raises a lot of race-level horses. Generally, he does not accept business this month. , but the relationship between the boss and Xie Ling's father is very good, and Young Master Xie borrowed his father's help to raise the birds.

Boss Yu was watching TV in the house, and when he casually glanced outside, he saw a row of off-road vehicles. It was such a big scene, so no one had to guess who it was.

"It's quite early." Boss Yu was wearing grassland's characteristic clothes and a grassland's characteristic beard on his face. He looked at the group of black-clothed bodyguards and stepped aside to make way, "Go into the house and rest, the yard behind is For you."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Yu." Xie Ling took the canary and went straight into the house. He knew Uncle Yu's house very well.

Boss Yu took a puff on his pipe, and ordered the bodyguards to drive the car to the backyard, so as not to block the door of the house. He chatted with the lead bodyguard: "Is the man next to Ling Ling his partner?"

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Captain of the bodyguard: "Hey, we are just bodyguards to protect the safety of the employer, we don't even know about the employer's family affairs."

Boss Yu scoffed, and said to himself that you bodyguards have been with Xie's family for more than ten years, so you don't know anything.

Xie's bodyguards are basically veterans re-employed, and they are notoriously strict with their mouths.

"Forget it, anyway, his dad will come tomorrow anyway, I'll ask Lao Xie then." Boss Yu snorted proudly.

The captain of the bodyguard was taken aback, hey, Mr. Xie is coming?Does the young master know about this?

The grassland area contracted by Boss Yu is the largest in the area. Looking out from the yard, everything you see belongs to the boss. It is the off-season now, and besides horses, there are quite a few sheep on the racecourse.

Boss Yu raises sheep for food. He kills a few sheep every New Year's Eve, and cooks a whole roasted sheep to entertain relatives and friends. Life is comfortable and happy.

Xie Ling was also greedy for his uncle's cooking. He pointed to a sheep and said to the canary, "This one is so fat, it must be delicious."

Fu Mingcheng responded two seconds late: "Yes."

"Are you tired?" Young Master Xie asked.

It seemed to him that Canary was a little absent-minded.

"A little bit, Lingling accompany me back to the room to rest for a while." Fu Mingcheng squeezed Xie Ling's hand and begged.

The journey was tiring, and Canary was still sick, so it's normal to feel tired. Anyway, I couldn't go horseback riding today. Xie Ling agreed to Canary's proposal.

The prairie was not as noisy as the city, and it was getting dark early. Young Master Xie was originally resting with Canary, but he fell asleep after a while. He subconsciously leaned against Canary, resting his head on Canary's. on the shoulders.

Fu Mingcheng looked down at the little prince who was sleeping soundly. The little prince in his sleep was quiet and beautiful, with a little less indifference.He touched the little prince's cheek, his fingertips inadvertently brushed the little prince's lips, and then he was reluctant to move away.

The little prince must not remember, it was here that he saved a wild dog.

Fu Mingcheng looked gentle, but there was a hint of madness in his eyes, he suddenly laughed lowly, "Since then, the wild dog has depended on the little prince."

The man carried Xie Ling to the bed, he covered Xie Ling with the quilt, and closed the door carefully.

He walked to Boss Yu's yard with ease, without knocking on the door, he just pushed the door open and entered the house.When he entered the room, Boss Yu was sitting on the kang flipping through a photo album.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Boss Yu casually raised his eyelids, he didn't seem surprised to see Fu Mingcheng, "Yo, here we come."

"En." Fu Mingcheng closed the door and locked it, went straight to the chair by the Kang and sat down.

"It's changed so much, I almost didn't recognize it." Boss Yu closed the photo album, looked at Fu Mingcheng and sighed, "You've grown up."

The man in front of him was wearing a decent suit, his handsome face was completely opened, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose covered his overly sharp eyes. He looked a bit refined and refined, just like the crazy and wild lone wolf he was when he was a child It's far from it.

"When you came here, you were almost like a briquette, but now it's pure white."

"He likes me like this." Fu Mingcheng took off his glasses and fiddled with them for a while, his tone flat.

Boss Yu knew that the "he" that Fu Mingcheng referred to was Xie Ling, and he struggled to twitch the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't take over the quarrel. He didn't even want to understand how Fu Mingcheng and Xie Ling got together.

Boss Yu pinched the photo album, and said carefully: "Your mother has mental problems. She did so many things to you in the past, and it was for your own good. Now she is getting older...don't..."

The words of wanting Xiaofu to treat his mother kindly came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

Fu Mingcheng quietly listened to Boss Yu looking forward, without any intention of interrupting, because the boss couldn't speak, so he raised his eyes casually, and said indifferently, "She's dead."

The man's dark and sharp eyes were completely exposed without the cover of his glasses, and Boss Yu suddenly realized that he hadn't changed.

A lone wolf will always be a lone wolf.

The author has something to say: Lone Wolf Fu: Nonsense, it’s obviously a sparrow!Chirp!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 of Moe Cannon and Squeaky Mildew;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jiutian Yinhe, Mushi; 7 bottles of Mrs. Yang; 3 bottles of Jiujiu; 2 bottles of Mu Mu Mu Mu Mu and Glaube;