When the lights are dimming, Ji's house and study are on the outskirts of the city.
Knock knock knock!
There was a regular knock on the door outside the study, and then Wen Lan slowly walked in with a bowl of ginseng tea and put it down in front of the desk. She casually took the coat on the hanger and put it on Ji Mingsheng who was standing in front of the window, thinking, "What are you thinking about?"
Woolen cloth?"
Ji Mingsheng held Wen Lan's hand and breathed out quietly, "A Lan, there is something I don't know if I am right about it."
Wen Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "I've seen that you have something on your mind, and are you finally willing to talk about it?"
"Oh? Did you notice it?" Although they have been married for decades, Ji Mingsheng was still a little surprised, "When did you start to notice it?"
"I found out the day after my daughter's accident. Lao Ji, are you hiding something from me? Is it about Nian Nian?"
Ji Mingsheng sighed deeply, "You know me best after all..."
Wen Lan looked at the husband she had lived with for most of her life. Except for that incident, nothing had ever made him have such an expression until now. It seemed that the matter was big or small.
"We are husband and wife, and we should shoulder everything together, right?" Wen Lan held Ji Mingsheng's hand and said in a low voice.
Ji Mingsheng hesitated for a long time and finally expressed his doubts in his heart, "You also know about Zong He's stay in the hospital. Mu Feng has taken over Zong He's Far East."
"I'm also very sad about Lao Wu, but is this just what you're worried about?" Wen Lan knew there was more to it than that.
"Not long ago, Zonghe came to me and told me something, and I suddenly understood. Now that I think about it, this person is somewhat similar, but if my guess is right, then this matter
It’s really difficult to handle. I’m not worried about myself, I’m just worried about my daughter..."
Wen Lan felt anxious, grabbed his hand tightly, and asked, "You mean Nian Nian? Lao Ji, don't hide anything from me."
Ji Mingsheng told everything about Wu Zonghe's visit to him that day, and analyzed the doubts in his heart. At this time, Wen Lan's brows were also tightly knitted together.
"Old Ji, what do you mean, Mu Feng may be Ji Ming's child? So, he married Niannian because of..." She really couldn't say the word revenge. On the one hand, it was difficult to accept it, and on the other hand, she really
It was too sudden.
"Yes, although it is just a guess now, I have a feeling that Mu Feng is Ji Ming's son. Back then, Ji Ming was the earliest one among us to get married. Although the child has never been seen in China, if I didn't remember
If I'm wrong, the child was only 5 years old that year. According to current speculation, Mu Feng's age coincides with that child, and..."
"And what?" Wen Lan asked anxiously.
"Mu Feng said that he has a mother who has been in poor health. We have never seen her in the United States. As long as we prove who his mother is, then... all the truth will be understood."
In the quiet night, in the study, the two of them stood there in silence, with extremely heavy hearts...
*Early in the morning, Liang Mufeng came out of the bathroom, took a clean shirt and trousers and put them on. She quickly picked up a dark gray woolen suit and put it on. She tied her tie in front of the mirror. After everything was ready, she turned around and walked to the bed.
He said to her, who was pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, "I'm going to the company. If you don't feel well, don't go to the magazine today. I've already asked for leave for you."
There was still no response from the memory, and Liang Mufeng said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the door.
"I know everything."
Suddenly, just as he was about to leave the room, Memorial finally spoke. Liang Mufeng paused and turned around.
Jiu Jiu slowly sat up from the bed, looked at him and said word by word, "You did what happened to Jiang Yuan."
Liang Mufeng was not surprised at all. The moment he decided to let Jiang Yuan go, he knew that she would find out sooner or later. He raised his lips slightly and said, "So, what do you want to say?"
"What else do you need to do to make you satisfied? Please tell me clearly, to what extent can you completely let me go and let Shao Yang go?"
Liang Mufeng's face suddenly darkened. He didn't expect that now she was still begging for Wu Shaoyang's sake!
He originally thought that after these lessons, she would learn to obey him and he would stop appropriately, but he was wrong. She was still the stubborn and proud one who refused to bow her head easily.
"Wait, this game can't be stopped until I've had enough!" After saying that, he slammed the door and left without hesitation.
Facing the empty room in memory, all that remains are the scars all over his body.
Liang Mufeng did not expect that Ji Mingsheng would come to him at this time, but it was almost time.
In a box of a private club downstairs in Huayi, Ji Mingsheng was sitting there waiting for Liang Mufeng. Soon, the door was pushed open, and he turned around to look at the son-in-law whom he was extremely satisfied with and proud of before. Now he felt more unfamiliar than that.
"Mu Feng, I'm sorry to bother you when I'm so busy."
Liang Mufeng chuckled and walked over to sit down. "It's okay. Dad is looking for me. How can I refuse? What can I do for you?"
Ji Mingsheng pondered for a moment and decided not to beat around the bush, "Mu Feng, I'll just tell you the truth. I hope you don't mind."
Liang Mufeng sipped her tea gently and just smiled.
"Liang Jiming...is he your father?" Finally, these words came out of his mouth.
Liang Mufeng's hand holding the tea cup paused, and her smiling face suddenly darkened. She looked into his eyes with her deep eyes and said in a low voice, "Since you already know, Dad, why are you asking?"
Ji Mingsheng's heart thumped heavily. Sure enough, he guessed correctly. Zong He was also right. Liang Mufeng was really Ji Ming's child! His heart could no longer be calm. After more than twenty years, this debt was finally revealed.
Did he still come to your door?
But who can tell these past events clearly now...
"Mu Feng, dad believes in his first instinct. You are not indifferent to right from wrong. I hope I didn't see the wrong person, and I hope Niannian didn't choose the wrong husband."
Liang Mufeng looked at him and didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, she gradually smiled, but this smile was so cold and sarcastic.
"Dad? I only have one father in this life, the Liang Jiming you call, your so-called good friend, the Liang Jiming who was killed by you."
Only now did Ji Mingsheng realize that some things were irreversible once they started. The mistakes he had made would now have to be borne by future generations. How could he accept this?
"Mu Feng, no matter who was at fault for what happened back then, if you want to hate me, just come at me. Memorialization is innocent. She loves you so much, can you bear to hurt her?"
Liang Mufeng sneered, "It seems that you came here today to have a showdown with me. Okay, then I will also tell you clearly that no matter what you do, you can't change my determination. My father's death, you all
You have to pay a price for this, including your daughter - commemoration!"