Marrying into a wealthy family is a little confusing

Grandpa Zeng was originally named Zeng Quanhai. When he was young, he was a hooligan and a gangster. He lived in a daze until he was 30 years old without marrying a wife, because people in the village looked down on him, people outside the village looked down on him, and there was no serious job. Which girl would be willing? marry him?

Later, Mr. Zeng married a silly girl. Although she was not very good-looking, she was a daughter-in-law anyway, so she lived with her life.

The hooligans themselves are a pastime for young people who don't go to school, and the only one who can do it until the age of 30 and doesn't plan to retire is only Mr. Zeng.

He didn't do well in school, he didn't know how to craft, and he couldn't do anything except be a gangster.

Fortunately, Mr. Zeng also planned for himself. When collecting the filial money, he also secretly saved some. After marrying his wife, he set up a small shop by himself, hired a few people to do business for him, and made small troubles. It's also booming.

The silly girl gave birth to a son, who got lost for some reason and was never found again.Although old man Zeng felt distressed, he had no choice but to marry another woman, who didn't stay for too long, and gave birth to a son for old man Zeng, who died of dystocia while giving birth to his youngest daughter.

At that time, Mr. Zeng was 50 years old, and he really felt distressed holding this little daughter who died at birth.

Fortunately, at that time, the Zeng family was no longer short of money. The old man was involved in the catering industry and the hotel industry, so he was considered an excellent self-made entrepreneur in the local area, but even so, he still couldn't get rid of his hooligan aura.

In addition, the youngest daughter is an old man, and the eldest son is in his twenties, so he will always be said to be a daughter when he takes his sister out.Because she was so favored, the little girl inherited the old man's hooligan temperament, and she was very mean-spirited. She didn't look like a serious girl at first sight.

The youngest daughter's name is Zeng Xingling, and according to current accounts, she is a little sister.

The skirt is so short that it shows off, the hair is dyed in various colors, and the smoky makeup painted can scare ghosts to death when going out in the middle of the night.

Just such a 20-year-old girl is deeply loved by Mr. Zeng. How can they be so alike?

Zeng Xingling was supposed to eat and wait to die without any worries, but he fell in love with a bartender in a bar. The bartender was good-looking, elegant, and serious when he was making drinks, so he caught him right away. Little girl's heart.

It was not a big deal to get pregnant out of wedlock, but Mr. Zeng brutally beat that man to death in front of Zeng Xingling.

The whole hall was covered in blood. Mr. Zeng, who was in his 70s, didn't even blink. To him, killing someone was just a matter of killing someone. As long as he spent a little more money to settle it, it was no big deal.

These are the stories Mrs. Hua told in front of Li Jingyin.

The story is not long, but it is not short either.

"Later I heard that Ms. Zeng's family gave birth to a child and jumped into the sea with the child." Sister-in-law Hua sat in front of Li Jingyin and said, "That's why Mr. Zeng built a five-star hotel by the sea. You can see the sea every day.”

Li Jingyin frowned, turned to look at his mother, and asked, "What do you mean by asking me to listen to this?"

Mrs. Li didn't answer his words in a hurry, but took a sip of warm water and said lightly: "The country where Mr. Zeng used to stay is in the suburbs, and it takes less than an hour to drive there."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and said to Mrs. Hua, "I heard that your old man used to have a good relationship with an orphanage director named Cheng, right?"

Sister-in-law Hua nodded, then shook her head again: "President Cheng heard that he is from the old man's hometown, but after the old man got rich, he didn't see him much."

An orphanage director surnamed Cheng...

Li Jingyin is not a fool, how could he fail to guess what happened when he had already said this?

"What's the name of the man who was killed?"

Li Jingyin frowned and asked Mrs. Hua, "Is your surname Shu?"

Mrs. Hua shook her head: "I don't know what his surname is. At that time, all of us who were nannies were sent to the room on the second floor and were not allowed to come out to see."

After all, with such a scary scene, who would dare to come out and watch it?

Li Jingyin pursed his lips, unable to speak.

If the man who was beaten to death was Shu Wen's father, and Miss Zeng also jumped into the sea, then wouldn't Shu Wen be the grandson of Mr. Zeng?

Grandpa Zeng killed his son-in-law and forced his own daughter to death. If he knew that there was still a grandson living outside in this world, would it be a blessing or a curse for Shu Wen?

On the surface, it seems that Shu Wen has found his relatives, but who can guarantee that Mr. Zeng will not have such thoughts?

The grandson of the Zeng family is also someone who can snatch the property of the Zeng family. Will the boss Zeng, who is in power, be willing to share his shares?

Even if you think about it, you know it's impossible.

Li Jingyin gritted his teeth, Shu Wen couldn't know these things yet.

It rained at night, although it was not heavy, but it was extremely cold in winter. Although Mrs. Li did not explicitly let Li Jingyin live here, the nanny had already packed the house, so Li Jingyin was not in a hurry to go back.

Thinking that Shu Wen still has Guazi at home, there shouldn't be any major problems. The only thing he worries about now is whether to tell him about Shu Wen's life experience.

Mr. Zeng 'passed by' Li's house twice, and he must have noticed something. Mrs. Hua also said that Shu Wen looks very similar to his father, so Mr. Zeng, who has met Shu Wen's father, must have known about it.

But why not make it clear?You must know that Mr. Zeng was the first person to notice this matter.

Li Jingyin tossed and turned and slept unsteadily. He didn't know how long it had passed. Li Jingyin, who was half asleep and half awake, was suddenly disturbed by the ringing of his mobile phone. He opened his eyes in an instant, and took the mobile phone that was put aside.

What was displayed on the phone was an unfamiliar phone number, which Li Jingyin didn't recognize.

If it was in the past, Li Jingyin would basically hang up such calls as harassing calls, but tonight he doesn't know what's going on, he is always restless.

After pressing the answer button, there was silence on the phone for a while before he spoke, "Is this Mr. Li?"

Li Jingyin thought this voice was very familiar, wasn't it the voice of the director of Langshan Orphanage?

It's two or three o'clock, why call him?

"It's me, what's the matter, Dean Cheng?"

"Shu Wen is in the hospital now, is it convenient for you to come and pick him up?"

Li Jingyin sat up immediately, and started changing clothes without saying a word after hearing Dean Cheng's words. The dean didn't say much, and the news of the old man's death had to be notified to the relatives one by one. Although it was sad, he had to deal with the funeral. The son has done it.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Jingyin didn't say hello to anyone. He grabbed his clothes and drove out of the other courtyard. The mountain road in the dark night looked extraordinarily dark, and the visibility was very low on rainy nights, but Li Jingyin's speed was not slow. slow down.

It took more than an hour from Li's house to the hospital in the city center. When Li Jingyin was sweating profusely and watched Shu Wen sitting on the chair in the corridor, he calmed down.

On the way, he was always worried that Shu Wen would know something, or that he could not bear the old dean's departure and collapsed.

But when he saw Shu Wen wearing pajamas wrapped in a down jacket, his mentality stabilized inexplicably.

If even he panics, who can Shu Wen rely on now?

"Shu Wen."

Li Jingyin walked up to Shu Wen and saw him bowing his head deeply, with his hands crossed on his lap, Ren Li Jingyin yelled two or three times before raising his head slightly as if he heard it.

Shu Wen's eye sockets were already swollen, and he looked very haggard.

"Jingyin..."

Shu Wen blinked, and looked at him in disbelief: "Why are you here?"

Li Jingyin squatted down and touched Shu Wen's forehead. He didn't wear so little, so he didn't want to get sick again.

"It was the dean who asked me to come. He said that your mood...is not stable right now."

This was very tactful. The dean told Li Jingyin everything about the intensive care unit on the phone. He was very grateful that the old dean did not tell the truth until his death. But Shu Wen was not an idiot. Li Jingyin was afraid of him. I will find it myself.

Shu Wen closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of Li Jingyin's palm on his forehead.

The old dean's death was indeed unbearable for him, but the words of the old dean before his death made Shu Wen feel that the whole sky was about to collapse.

When he knelt in front of the hospital bed and cried and asked the old dean to tell his parents' names, only Shu Wen knew how desperate he was.

Although he had already accepted the fact that he was abandoned, he was still shocked when he heard it with his own ears.

Especially when the old dean seemed to be familiar with his parents.

Shu Wen didn't know what to do at this moment, his whole heart was flustered, his knees hurt so much, he was dragged out of the intensive care unit, he could only sit on the stainless steel chair in the corridor.

I don't know how long it took, but Shu Wen's mind was blank until he heard Li Jingyin's voice.

Li Jingyin watched Shu Wen close his eyes, then sat beside him, and hugged him in his arms.

Shu Wen's hands were icy cold, Li Jingyin unzipped the zipper of his cotton-padded jacket, opened the loose cotton-padded jacket, Li Jingyin hugged Shu Wen in his arms, and used his own body temperature to warm the person in his arms.

"Shu Wen, let's go home..."

Li Jingyin kissed Shu Wen's forehead, and said lightly: "Let's go home, you still have me."

Shu Wen didn't know if he heard it or not, he wrapped his arms around Li Jingyin's waist and buried his whole body in his arms.

The hospital at 4 o'clock in the morning was very quiet, and there were only one or two people walking on the corridor mountain.

Li Jingyin's warm breath sprayed on the top of Shu Wen's head. He looked down at the person who seemed to be asleep in his arms, then took off his clothes and put them on Shu Wen's body, and then hugged him whole.

At least now Shu Wen is his, the most important person in their Li family.