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Seeing that Pan Zi took Wu Xie away, although Zhang Qiling wanted to stop him, he had no stance because what was waiting on the other side was his family who loved and cared for Wu Xie wholeheartedly.

The appearance of Wu Sansheng forced Zhang Qiling to re-examine his feelings for Wu Xie, confessed boldly, and succeeded.But the cruelty of life did not make them happy from now on, because there are some things and some people that they can't help but face after all.

Zhang Qiling returned to the company, thought for a while, and then called the secretary in.

"Go to my house and fetch Uncle Hai, the gardener, and say..." Zhang Qiling put his car keys on the table: "Just say that the flowers I raise are dying, let him come and see."

"Flowers?" The secretary picked up the key and looked at the lifeless office.

"Go." Zhang Qiling said.

"Ok."

At the same time, Wu Xie was taken by Pan Zi to Wu Sansheng's small apartment in Chongwenmen, and as soon as he entered the door, he was startled by the broken mahogany chair on the ground.

Apparently feeling the pause under Wu Xie's feet, Pan Zi hurried in and put it away, and then explained cheerfully: "I guess it's a Dakina product. I said earlier that this chair is not strong, and it feels like it's smashed every time I sit on it! Good job, I'm relieved too! Hehe!"

Wu Xie nodded hesitantly, then asked with a smile: "Brother Pan Zi, you said you wanted to bring me to meet someone, who are you meeting?"

Pan Zi bent down and picked up another piece of wood, threw it aside, clapped his hands and said, "Come on, come with me."

Wu Xie followed Pan Zi into the house, turned a corner and came to a door. Pan Zi raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said to the people inside: "Master, someone is here."

"Come in." A middle-aged man's voice came from the room, low and slightly hoarse.

Wu Xie looked at Pan Zi suspiciously. He felt that the voice was very strange, and he probably didn't know the people inside.

Pan Zi opened the door a little, then patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, and said, "Go in, it's okay, I won't hurt you."

Wu Xie thought for a while, then stepped in. There was a window on the wall facing the door, and the man who had just answered and let him in was standing by the window smoking a cigarette.There is a thick mahogany desk in the center of the room. On the left is a wall full of books. On the right is a reddish-brown leather sofa and a coffee table that looks super heavy. On the coffee table is a set of purple sand tea sets. With a curl of fresh air, the house is filled with the fragrance of tea.

After Wu Xie entered the door, he stood by the door and looked around, but after he took a look around the furnishings in the room, the middle-aged man had no intention of speaking.

Wu Xie felt strange, so he asked first, "Excuse me, are you looking for me?"

The man flicked the cigarette ash without looking back: "Sit down."

"Thank you." Wu Xie walked to the sofa and sat down, then silently sighed in his heart: Damn it's so soft!Go back and ask my brother to buy one too!

However, Wu Sansheng is very flustered at the moment. The cute nephew whom he hasn't seen for many years has grown so tall and has been admitted to Peking University. He is promising. !

After calming down silently, Wu Sansheng put out the cigarette butt, turned around and walked towards Wu Xie, but asked nonsense: "Pan Zi brought you here?"

"Yeah." Wu Xie nodded.

Wu Sansheng sat on the single sofa on one side with a serious expression, and continued to ask: "Your name is Wu Xie?"

"Yes." Wu Xie nodded again.

"Where is my hometown?" Wu Sansheng decided to take his time.

Wu Xie felt more and more strange, but still answered honestly: "Zhangjiawan."

"I heard from Pan Zi that you were adopted?" Wu Sansheng fiddled with the tea set on the table, asking a little casually.

Wu Xie was a little surprised, why did Pan Zi tell this person these things?Could he help him find his parents?

"Why did Pan Zige tell you this?" Wu Xie couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked.

Wu Sansheng didn't answer, just said: "Answer my question first."

Wu Xie pouted secretly: "Yes."

"Then do you still remember your biological father's name?" Wu Sansheng asked.

"Wu Yiqiong, do you know him? Can you help me find him? Who are you?" Wu Xie finally became anxious.

Wu Sansheng smiled, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Wu Xie, saying, "My name is Wu Sansheng, and I'm your third uncle."

Wu Xie was stunned.

The impact of this incident was too great, even greater than Zhang Qiling's sudden kiss!It is simply the super energy lightning of the light energy messenger!

"...Third, third uncle?" Wu Xie recovered from the shock, with a stiff expression of suspicion.

Wu Sansheng took out a photo from his arms, that is, the family portrait that Zhang Qiling had seen before, and said, "You should also have a photo like this, but yours is only your family of three, right?"

Ignoring Wu Xie's reaction for now, Wu Sansheng pointed to the old man in the photo, and said, "This is your grandfather, that is, my father."

Wu Xie picked up the photo and looked at it, and the scene deep in his memory reappeared: "Last time...my brother was injured, and when I was waiting outside the emergency room, I suddenly felt very familiar, as if I had been injured before. Who did you wait for like that?"

Wu Sansheng looked at him in surprise, and said, "That's right, it was the old man who was waiting. There were two times in total. The first time he was rescued, but the second time he was not. It's hard for you to remember."

Wu Xie held the photo, but looked at Wu Sanxing, and asked calmly, "How do I know you didn't steal this photo?"

Wu Sansheng was a little dumbfounded: "Is it very different from when I was young? You can't fucking recognize me?"

Wu Xie shook his head. He felt that this matter was too strange. Although he didn't want to doubt Pan Zi, it was a bit too sci-fi for a family member who had been searching for many years to suddenly fall from the sky, right?

"It's actually very similar." Wu Xie said suddenly, "But I still feel a little unbelievable... It was too sudden, and why didn't my parents come to find me? Why did they put me in Zhangjiawan back then?"

Wu Sansheng originally planned to tell Wu Xie about the old stories, but something went wrong in the process of recognizing relatives, people didn't believe it at all, so why should he follow the example of the ancients to recognize relatives by dripping blood? !

Wu Sanxing was thoughtful, but he had a quick temper. Facing Wu Xie's inexplicable cautiousness, he was a little irritable. He didn't bother to explain it, and there was really no evidence to prove it. Believe it or not! If you said it was your third uncle, you should obediently call him third uncle! Your father is now abroad, and I haven’t told him about finding you! It’s a long story back then, but I’m calling you here That’s what I wanted to tell you.”

Wu Xie opened his eyes wide, obviously wanting to know what happened to the Wu family back then, but hesitating whether to trust the person in front of him.He was confused and hesitant. Facing this relative who suddenly appeared, he didn't have the sadness and excitement of reuniting after a long absence. Apart from the strangeness, there were only a lot of doubts and incomprehensions. At this moment, he suddenly missed Zhang Qiling very much, and missed the person who meant nothing to him. Talk about the most familiar and kind person, and the warmest and most reassuring embrace...

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