"Wei Lin...Wei Lin!" The second young master glared at him angrily.
"Tell me, father, does father know about this? Does father know?" he asked in a hissing voice, gripping the sheets beside him and trying to get up.
"The old man is not in good health. He no longer allows his subordinates to disturb him with secular affairs." Wei Lin said respectfully.
"Laity? That's my sister's business, that's my sister's business! How to call it secular affairs? How to call it secular affairs! Who is accompanying my father now? Is it that archbishop again? Is that a damn liar? "
"Second Young Master, you can't say that. The old man will be angry if he hears it."
"Then let him hear it! Let him come!"
Wei Lin shook his head helplessly: "You are too excited, which is not conducive to recovery. I will go to the old man's place first."
He said and turned around and walked out.
The second young master was so angry that he yelled from behind: "Recuperating from a disease? What kind of disease are you recovering from? It's been so many years, and you can recover as soon as you can! Is this disease well cured?"
Several Filipino maids rushed through the door and helped the second young master from the floor to the bed, about to cover him with a quilt.
The second young master pushed him away and kept beating his legs: "Useless thing! You useless thing!"
"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, don't be like this..." The Filipino servant has dark skin, but she speaks in Chinese.
But it was okay not to say it. Once he did, the second young master felt even more disgusted. He yelled angrily: "Get out!"
Until a bodyguard with a Chinese face rushed in and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"
"Wei Lin said he found my sister's orphan. He said she was living a miserable life..."
"Do you still believe Wei Lin's words? A few years ago, he was saying that he had found the person. What's the result? He is just wearing away the last will of you all!"
"It's different, it's different this time. He called Wei Zhen in front of me. I can't trust them. You go to my little brother and ask him to find a way to go. He has to go. He is the only one among us who looks normal. It's human." The second young master grabbed the bodyguard's hand excitedly.
This person was his confidant, and he immediately stopped hesitating and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"
After the bodyguards went out, the second young master finally lay back down heavily.
At the other end, Wei Lin walked through the long corridor and finally opened the heavy door. The sound of nuns singing hymns reached his ears. Looking up, the sun shone in from the outside, covering the old man in the wheelchair with a layer of sunshine. Golden light.
The old man was wearing a Tang suit, with a cashmere coat covering his legs, and his gray hair was combed meticulously.
"After reciting so many sutras, why can't my daughter come back?" the old man asked.
His tone was calm, as if he had asked this question too many times.
The archbishop on the side said: "Sir, this is not chanting, this is singing."
"Is there any difference? Maybe I should invite sixty more lamas to sing with you here."
"Sir, the sins on your body are like a sea, but you are still so dishonest. When will they be eliminated?"
"Not sincere? Not sincere..." The old man closed his eyes and started singing together with the nuns.
Wei Lin was not surprised by such a scene. He walked straight to the old man, knelt down and said, "The second young master is still the same."
The old man stopped singing, nodded, and asked, "I heard that you sent Wei Zhen out. What were you doing?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to do some good deeds? I asked Wei Zhen to see where there are still poor places in the country."
"Yeah." The old man no longer cared and continued to sing the Bible.
Wei Lin never mentioned Li Xiaoya to the old man from beginning to end.
After all...that was the trump card he wanted to keep in his hand. Wei Lin lowered his head and smiled.
*
Li Xiaoya is on the hot search again.
On the day Wei Zhen found her, there was an intense discussion about whether this was a show script or whether it really happened.
Netizens have always been talented. They wrote an article "Analysis of Li Xiaoya's mother who died early".
[It is known that Li Xiaoya’s Mandarin was taught by her mother, who also taught her some philosophical words. Her mother should still be a great beauty. 】
[It is also known that when the man in the suit with the scarred face found Li Xiaoya, he said that Li Xiaoya’s grandfather was the leader of the XX consortium and that his mother disappeared 10 years ago. So, is it trafficking? Or did you elope with your boyfriend back then? 】
[Elopement is not feasible, because based on Li Xiaoya’s description of his father, it is impossible for such a man to come into contact with Bai Fumei through normal channels]
[So it’s trafficking again? 】
[The Metamorphosis has not only developed into Finding a Family, but now it seems that it is likely to become a legal program again! 】
Netizens have always been fascinated by the process of trying to become Sherlock Holmes, and this time it is no different. They are trying to find more information.
Some people even tried to find Li Xiaoya's father who ran away.
[After their local people leave the province, they usually work in the coastal areas. If you can get photos, it should be easy to find people]
[It’s better not to look for it. If you come back, you’ll have to snatch Li Xiaoya’s custody rights, and you might even want to extort Mr. Shanda’s money]
[But if it is trafficking, he can be sentenced]
Enthusiastic netizens were debating and curious about the origin of Li Xiaoya’s mother.
They searched for the "Rockefey Group" mentioned by Black Suit.
[There is not much information found on the Internet, it is a bit mysterious]
[However, someone found a piece of news from almost ten days ago, where old overseas Chinese returned to the country and wanted to invest in local companies. There is a photo of the airport pick-up in the picture accompanying the news. Do you think the person in the photo looks like the scarred face? 】
[I’ll go, so is Li Xiaoya’s grandfather an old overseas Chinese?]
[If this is true, then Li Xiaoya and her mother will be in such a miserable state...]
[Shouldn’t this be investigated strictly? 】
It was a hot topic on almost the whole internet for a while.
More people are watching the live broadcast.
But for Wei Zhen, nothing has changed, and Li Xiaoya still refuses to follow him.
He had to call Wei Lin again.
"It hasn't been solved yet?" Wei Lin asked in surprise.
"With Sheng Yuxiao and the others here, this little girl is very calm."
"You won't go behind their backs to contact them?"
"No chance." Wei Zhen was also very annoyed, "They are together almost 24 hours a day."
Wei Lin: "..." "This simply makes me wonder if the Sheng family is also interested in Mr. Wei's inheritance."
He then sneered: "Since they are taking Qiao like this, there must be conditions, right? Otherwise, a little girl is about to see her relatives, why wouldn't she want to?"
"There are conditions." Wei Zhen said.
"tell me the story."
"We need to beg her to go back."
Wei Lin understood now: "The kid from the Sheng family is trying to show her off. Then go beg her and coax her!"
Wei Zhen stopped talking.
"What? Going to beg a little girl of several years old, hurting your face? Even if he steps on your head, get him back." Wei Lin said coldly.
After school the next day, Li Xiaoya just walked to the gate of Shitou Primary School and saw the man in the black suit again.
This time, the man in the black suit knelt on one knee, holding a beautifully wrapped gift in one hand, and bent his other arm to hand it to Li Xiaoya and said, "Please."
"Please?" Li Xiaoya looked at him blankly.
"I will carry you back." Wei Zhen said.
Li Xiaoya stared at him for two seconds, then without hesitation, she stepped on Wei Zhen's arms and climbed onto his back.
Don't be afraid of him.
The more unconvinced he was, the more pressure he had to bear.
Otherwise they will look down upon her and their mother!
Wei Zhen carried her on the road and asked, "Is this enough?"
Li Xiaoya's voice was childish: "When you can listen to me, that's enough."
Wei Zhen endured it and said, "Okay, I will listen to you. Is there anything you want me to do?"
Li Xiaoya nodded: "The first thing is, don't ask me again if this is enough."
Wei Zhen: "..." "Did Sheng Yuxiao teach you this?"
Li Xiaoya interrupted him: "You can't ask this question either."
Wei Zhen endured it again and again and stopped talking.
When Li Xiaoya returned home, she was greeted by Xu Ruying from a distance.
Xu Ruying said with a smile: "I saw the live broadcast. This ghost family is very particular. The dead soldiers can also be used as human bearers. How about sitting up? I have never been carried like this."
Li Xiaoya compared them carefully and said, "The cow is more comfortable to ride."
Wei Zhen: "..."
Li Xiaoya added: "The cow is more obedient than him and doesn't talk as much. Well, it's better than the pig."
Wei Zhen: “…………”
