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Cheng Yanfanwai

Many years later, after Cheng Yan succeeded Zhou Jinzhuo as the director of the Wutong Special Branch, he met again his half-sister Zhao Feifei. Oh no, she should be called Ling Feifei.

Cheng Yan was very familiar with Cheng Si's spiritual power. Almost as soon as he met her, he recognized the spiritual power that Cheng Si had left on Ling Feifei to protect her heart.

But it was obvious that Ling Feifei did not recognize him. The freshman who had just entered the university encountered a murder case for the first time, but she was unexpectedly calm. Because it was a ghost that harmed people, Cheng Yan and his subordinates worked hard for two days before sending the evil spirit away.

, but what he didn't expect was that Ling Feifei actually found him after the case was closed.

And handed over a letter from Ling Jingjing.

Cheng Yan is twenty-three years old this year. He has already begun to show his talent, handsome appearance, and good temperament. Sixteen years have passed, Cheng Yan has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the resentment in his heart has been calmed down. No matter who sees it,

If you don't know him, you will have to sigh that he is a young talent.

There is even a joke in the special section, saying that the director of the Wutong Branch has strict requirements for academic qualifications and good looks. Although Zhou Jinzhuo’s character is difficult to describe, his personal abilities and appearance are indeed indescribable. This person was finally forced to return to the mountain last year to inherit the family business.

, the position of branch director fell on his shoulders.

Cheng Yan pinched the letter and nodded: "Okay, I will read it."

Ling Feifei's face was gentle, but her eyes were firm. When she saw this brother she had never met before taking the letter, she felt relieved: "Thank you."

"Need not."

Then they separated, just like two lines that after occasionally intersecting, quickly returned to their respective trajectories.

After returning home from get off work, after eating and taking a shower, Cheng Yan leaned on the bedside and read the letter. The letter was not long. He could feel Ling Jingjing's guilt and blessing when she wrote this letter, but today, he no longer needs it. .

He folded the letter and put it in the drawer under the desk. Next to the desk, there was a small library shelf, which was a gift given to him every year on his birthday.

They are all very strange and weird things, some are very valuable, some are not worth much, but in Cheng Yan's heart, they are all treasures that he needs to treasure for the rest of his life.

His life was split into two parts by time. Before he was eight years old, he was in an abyss. After eight years old, he was pulled out of the abyss by Cheng Si. Cheng Si taught him humility and also taught him to recognize the kindness of others.

with malice.

In fact, until now, he has no ideals or direction in life, but even though Cheng Si is no longer with him at this moment, he doesn't panic much. Looking back on the past, Cheng Si has already taught him little by little tips on how to face life.

The most important thing is that Cheng Si did not die, he just left.

It was only after he took office as the director of the branch that he learned how much Cheng Si had done to combat human trafficking in recent years. Not only did he create a tracing array, but he also did a lot of things to promote the legislative process of criminalizing human traffickers as serious crimes.

It was not until this year's Two Sessions that the felony of human trafficking was finally written into the criminal law, opening a new chapter in the felony of human traffickers.

Cheng Yan looked through the number of cases of human trafficking uncovered over the years, and Zhou Jinzhuo told him that Director Cheng had more or less been involved in those major cases, and some of them were not even included.

To be honest, Cheng Yan was shocked at that moment.

He asked himself what he knew about Cheng Si, but he didn't expect that Cheng Si was smiling playfully at home and looked like he was going out for a walk when he went out, but he actually did so many things in private.

"It's really hard to tell about your dad, but I think he must feel the same way and that's why he silently does these things."

After listening to Zhou Jinzhuo's words, Cheng Yan did not refute, but based on his understanding of Cheng Si, thinking about it carefully, there is actually no sense of violation. After all, there are so many merits and virtues, and there are really not so many good people who are not bad.

.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yan reached out and picked up a round jade pendant at the top of the ancient shelf. It was given to him by Cheng Si before he left. The moment he took it, the merits on the jade pendant entered his body, and the jade pendant was just

An ordinary jade pendant.

This man, who says he can't tell fortunes, has figured out everything and has taken everything into account for him.

The next day, it was his wedding to Little Fang Zhou. Cheng Yan didn’t have many friends, but Fang Zhou was definitely one of them. They had been in love for more than ten years from elementary school to college. However, Fang Zhou knew that he had a special status and did not invite him to be the best man.

Cheng Yan rarely changed into a silver-gray suit, tidied his hair, and headed to the wedding venue.

As soon as Fangzhou saw his friend, he ran over and said, "Brother, you are a bit too handsome today. In my heart, you are only a little worse than Uncle Cheng. Is Uncle Cheng still abroad?"

"As long as it doesn't overshadow you."

"That's not designated. In my wife's heart, I must be the most handsome."

The woman’s best friend who just passed by: ...Forget it, I won’t expose my best friend’s white lies.

But this little brother is too handsome. I wonder if he has a girlfriend. If not...

"Brother, have you fallen in love recently? Do you want me to introduce you to one?"

Cheng Yan shook his head and refused: "Groom, happy wedding, do you think I am in need of a girlfriend?"

Fangzhou: ...Blessings are blessings. If you don’t say the following sentence, will you die?

The two had been in a relationship since childhood, and of course they would not fall out over a single word. Because they were the groom, Fang Zhou only spoke a few words to Cheng Yan before being called away. Cheng Yan sat down below and chatted casually with his former classmates.

A classmate's wedding is sometimes a small class reunion. What is the point of a class reunion? Recall the past and show off the present. We are all fresh graduates and not so sophisticated yet. We don't know what we were talking about. Suddenly someone said

Cheng Si got up.

Without him, Cheng Si is too handsome, can talk and looks good. Sitting among the parents, he shines like a flashlight. In addition, Cheng Yan has good grades, looks good, and has a cool personality. People's memories are natural

He has a unique depth of appreciation for beauty.

People are always very jealous of other people's fathers, and one person said: "Do you still remember that there was an exchange program for students in country F, and one of the students had a strong English accent, and Cheng's father directly spoke French to them?

That level of fluency, to be honest, even if I graduate from the French Department, I still can’t reach that level of fluency. Do you know that feeling? Invisible pretense is the most deadly!”

Cheng Yan remembered this. Later, the foreign student stayed at their house for seven days. For this reason, he even got angry with Cheng Si and vowed to learn French. Of course, he hasn't learned it yet...

Gan, French is really not something people learn, Cheng Si is simply a monster.

After the students had finished reminiscing about other people’s fathers, they finally chatted up Cheng Yan without fear of death. Who is Cheng Yan? The flower of their school: “School boy, what are you doing recently?”

Cheng Yan casually prevaricated. At the wedding banquet, there were many people drinking and drinking, some were comparing themselves to each other, some were consolidating their connections, they were talking about work and life, and there were also more exciting topics, such as lipstick and vegetable prices. Cheng Yan was not interested in any of these topics.

In fact, a long time ago, he also wanted to integrate into these groups. He also tried to eat at roadside stalls and play small games with others, but... he may not be suitable for ordinary people's lives.

In his previous life, he was a lone wolf, but in this life... he cannot be a gregarious sheep.

And Cheng Si never taught him that he must wash away the hangnails on his body to conform to the society, but taught him strength and knowledge so that he would have enough confidence to swim against the current.

"School boy, that's no good. After all, you graduated from a top university and have no future as a clerk."

Cheng Yan became impatient, and finally spoke the truth for the first time tonight: "Oh, it's okay, my dad left me a building in the city."

Dear listeners: Damn! They are sour! So sour! Other people’s fathers will never let them down!

Fang Zhou, who had just brought the bride to toast, said: "...Brother, don't expose your wealth. The lemon content in the air exceeds the limit."

Cheng Yan stood up without realizing it and clinked glasses with someone: "It's okay, happy wedding."

"...How about you stop asking our father, Cheng, if he still needs a godson?"

bride:……

After Cheng Yan finished drinking the wine, a beautiful smile appeared on his lips: "No shortage."

**

When he received a call from Zhou Jinzhuo, Cheng Yang had just returned from the wedding banquet, still smelling of alcohol.

"What are you so busy with?"

"The old god said that you, Hong Luan, have a crush on you. How is it? Did you meet a good-looking young lady?"

Cheng Yan wanted to hang up the phone: "It's boring, no."

"Hey, hey, don't hang up the phone yet. Your dad wrote a letter and said he left wine at your place for me. I'll be on the plane later. Remember to find it!"

"Hey, you ran away again..."

Before Cheng Yan finished speaking, the person on the other end hung up the phone faster than him.

Speaking of wine, Cheng Si did make wine every year and buried it in the yard of his home. The persimmon tree planted in the previous year had grown tall and big. Cheng Yan casually threw his coat smelling of alcohol on the corridor.

Went to the storage room at the back to find a hoe.

Cheng Si's wine is indeed excellent. Maybe half of the buildings in the city are sold from wine sales.

Cheng Yan followed his memory and dug up the last place where the wine was stored. In addition to three large jars of wine, there was also a small box.

In the box was a photo taken on his eighth birthday. Cheng Si didn't know what method he used to find it, but even Qi Ling'an was there. Qi Ling'an had been reincarnated when he was eighteen years old.

At that time, Deng Xu took Cheng Si to drink wine all night, and the wine cellar at home was mostly empty that day.

Cheng Yan touched the photo with some nostalgia, and then dug out all the wine jars.

At this moment, a shimmering paper crane floated over and landed on the crown of the persimmon tree: "Xiao Yan, seeing the words is like seeing the face, do you miss Dad..."

"Old fashioned!"

However, the handsome young man wielding the hoe had a beautiful smile on his lips.

"I heard from Lao Zhou that your heart is in love with Hongluan. Isn't your daughter-in-law pretty?"

Cheng Yan:...Zhou Jinzhuo, your wine is gone:).


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