When Yao Wenhao came out of the police station, a strange man came up to him and took the initiative to talk to him. Since he called himself "Mr. Yao", he must be someone he knew, but he didn't expect which "boss" he would see.
Now he didn't want to miss any opportunity. It was really rare for someone to come to him on his own initiative. Out of curiosity, he followed that person and got into the car.
The man took Yao Wenhao to the door of the senior suite of the International Hotel. He knocked gently on the door and said, "Boss, he's here." Then he opened the door and made an invitation gesture to signal Yao Wenhao to go in.
Yao Wenhao pondered for a moment and stepped into the door. A man with gray hair was standing at the window with his back to him, as if he was thinking about something. The man did not look back. Yao Wenhao didn't know who he was, so he didn't speak. He just stared blankly.
Looking at this back figure, I felt an indescribable feeling, and the figure that he could never erase flashed through his mind.
I don't know how long it took, but Yao Wenhao frowned and coughed lightly. He didn't know what the other party was struggling with. He asked him to come but didn't speak or turn around.
When the man slowly turned around, Yao Wenhao's heart tightened, and he felt pain like needle pricks. The man's face was a little familiar, but also a little blurry. He didn't dare to confirm who the other person was, but in front of him was
The image that often appeared in his dreams emerged, and the figure that never looked back stung his heart again!
"Feng'er..." Luo Quanhai thought for a long time, but in the end he didn't know how to speak.
"I'm sorry, sir, my name is Yao Wenhao. You got the wrong person! If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Yao Wenhao walked toward the door as if he was running away. This feeling of suffocation drove him crazy. This name appeared again and again in his dreams.
, but that has nothing to do with me.
"I know you need money now."
These words that were neither salty nor bland made Yao Wenhao stop. Yes, how much he longs for someone to help him now. Xiao Xintong's surgery is imminent. If he can't help Yaya, then Yaya must
He would accept funding from Ling Lie or Yuchi Mingxi, which was the last thing he wanted to see.
"Feng'er, you remember dad, right? I know you do!" Luo Quanhai wasn't sure that the five-year-old child would remember him twenty-seven years later, but seeing his reaction he was sure,
He remembers it!
Yao Wenhao's chest was heaving violently. He didn't know how to calm down such emotions. How should he face it? Should he pretend, should he face it truthfully, should he escape or should he let out the depression in his heart at once?
"Feng'er, Dad, I'm sorry for you, I've been looking for you..."
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Yao Wenhao tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest and make himself as calm as possible.
"Feng'er, you have to understand your father's difficulties. For the sake of your mother's soul in heaven, I hope you can give me a chance to make amends."
When Yao Wenhao just put his hand on the doorknob, he could no longer bear these words, and the anger seemed to explode, gushing from his chest and rushing to his forehead.
"Are you qualified to mention my mother? If it weren't for you, my mother would not die in silence!" Yao Wenhao quickly turned around, grabbed Luo Quanhai's collar, and pulled his face closer to him. He seemed to have never
This was the first time he had seen this man so closely, but he remembered him because this man had left indelible pain on his young heart! Once upon a time, his figure was always there.
His eyes were dazzling, and nightmares were full of surprises. They were all looking at his back, but he could never catch it. No matter how he cried, the back kept walking further and further away, without looking back at him from the beginning to the end.
"Feng'er, do you admit that you remember dad?" Luo Quanhai's mood was very complicated. He knew that he owed them a lot and hoped to find him, but now that he had found him, he didn't know how to face his son.
"Remember, I remember it very deeply. I remember how you kicked our mother and son out of the house. I remember how ruthless you were towards my mother. I also remember how cruelly you abandoned your biological son who was only five years old!"
"I've been looking for you..."
"Always? Always?" Yao Wenhao tightened his grip on Luo Quanhai's collar. "I was in the orphanage for one day? Two days? One month or two months? Did you look for it? Have you ever thought about picking up Luo Quanhai?
Should I go back? Do you think my IQ will always be only five years old? I hate you every day, because you killed my mother and made me an orphan!"
Luo Quanhai let Yao Wenhao hold his collar. He was very satisfied to be able to look at his son like this. He once thought that he would never be found again and there would be no chance to make amends. He was really afraid that one day
When he was about to die, he didn't know how to see the woman he loved most, and he didn't even have the courage to die!
Yao Wenhao took a deep breath and shook Luo Quanhai away. He felt that he had been too impulsive just now, and he should not admit it at all. Moreover, his vague impression alone was not enough to confirm that this man was his "
The so-called father. What’s even more ridiculous is that he can’t even remember what his father’s name is and what he does. It’s probably quite absurd that he just thinks of him as that man just by saying “Feng’er”.
"Feng'er..."
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Maybe we were talking about two different things, and I guess you recognized the wrong person." Yao Wenhao didn't want to admit it at all. He knew that he wanted to escape again, so he quickly opened the door and prepared to go out.
"It's not wrong. I have done a DNA comparison. You are my son Luo Feng!" Luo Quanhai took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Yao Wenhao.
Yao Wenhao stopped in disbelief, feeling that this was impossible, and reflexively turned around to take the page.
"The last time you were injured, the blood stained Luo Chuan's body. I took the bloody clothes to take a sample. I saw you on TV as Chuan'er's stand-in before. I recognized you at a glance and made a bold move.
Guess, I didn’t expect it was really you..."
"Chuan'er? Luochuan?" Yao Wenhao felt as if he was struck by lightning. Luochuan, why didn't he expect that Luochuan's surname was Luo, and he looked so similar to himself.
"Yes, Luochuan is your brother..."
"I don't have this younger brother! My surname is Yao, and my surname will always be Yao! This piece of paper can't explain anything. Please don't harass me again in the future!" Yao Wenhao threw the page of the DNA test report in his hand towards Luo Quanhai.
"Feng'er!" Seeing Yao Wenhao about to go out, Luo Quanhai called him while taking out his wallet from his pocket. He took out a check from the wallet and handed it to Yao Wenhao. "I know you are in urgent need of money now. This
You take it first."
Yao Wenhao glanced at the check and saw that the amount was empty. What does this mean?