"Sister Lian had a close relationship with a private detective during that time; I happened to know that person. Later I found him, and it turned out that Sister Lian asked him to check a photo of two people... Unfortunately, that photo was directly taken by Sister Lian.
I'm going back, but my buddy didn't dare to leave anything behind..." He smiled apologetically, and seeing that there was no dissatisfaction on Yan Zisong's face, the man continued.
"That's an old photo from twenty-four years ago. Those two people... one is Uncle Yan..."
Yan Zisong suddenly frowned, staring at the man, which made him panic, "Who are you talking about?"
"It's your father, Mr. Yan...the other woman is Ning Yabei. These two...were in love at that time..."
Glancing quietly at Yan Zisong's expression, the man felt a little nervous. He probably didn't want any outsider to know about such a disgraceful thing as his father's extramarital affair. It was just a superficial reason that he couldn't be contacted because he went abroad.
It was exactly this kind of thing that he found out, so he didn't dare to really find a chance to tell him; this kind of thing, more things are worse than less things!
For a few seconds, Yan Zisong frowned and said nothing, but his mind was spinning a thousand times.
"Have you checked it out?"
"Yes, Brother Zisong;" the fat man just slapped his chest to assure him, "Do you want me to check further?"
The seriousness on Yan Zisong's face was instantly replaced by relaxation, "No need. When men are young, how many men have not been ridiculous."
The fat man was a little surprised. When he looked back, he thought, rich people like them might treat these romantic affairs as if they were commonplace. If he were rich, he would have three wives and four concubines to provide for him.
"That's it, Brother Zisong, I'll leave first. If it's useful, you can just give your orders to my brother."
Looking at the fat body walking out of the door of the box, Yan Zisong couldn't recover for a long time. His heart felt like he was suddenly illuminated by a ray of sunlight in a dark room. The areas that were illuminated were clear, and the rest was clear.
He didn't dare to touch the areas that were still dark.
Ning Yabei, how could he not know who it was? On the surface, he pretended to be talking about the ridiculous things of his youth, but in fact it seemed that it was far more than that simple.
It's just that this is not simple, and he can't touch it anymore.
Not only can't he be touched by others, he doesn't even want to touch it himself.
He thought of that girl who suddenly changed her appearance after a summer vacation; she mentioned breaking up again and again, saying that it was because he had had too many girlfriends, and that she had always liked another man...
She was even forced to be anxious, saying that she was just a lover; she asked him to find someone else to fall in love with and get married, and she stayed with him, but she couldn't be with him...
His breathing became erratic, and he was confused; he even remembered that she had once asked him about the blood types of his family, seemingly unintentionally... That girl who had just entered her first year of college, he had always felt that she was fragile.
How did a girl who was afraid of melting into her mouth accept this...
The car that was supposed to be driven to the company somehow ended up at Dayi Jingyuan; the place she had been to so many times was her home.
It was a spring morning, it was time to go to work; looking at the busy figures passing by the car one by one, Yan Zisong could only pinch his eyebrows feebly. What's the use of waiting here? Even if she comes out, you