[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Section 89

She stood there for a moment, then sat down on his bed and saw two pictures on the bedside table, both taken by the mother and son. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, when I was a child, I took three photos together, one is a photo of Fu Fengyi and Ye Zimo, one is a photo of Fu Fengyi and Ye Zihan, and one is a photo of the three of them.

After Ye Zihan went missing, Fu Fengyi was sad for a long, long time, but she also had a son, so she also cheered up to take care of Ye Zimo. It's just that Ye Haoran and Fu Fengyi gradually discovered that the disappearance of little Ye Zihan seemed to hit Ye Zimo harder than them, and he always flipped through the photos in a daze.

If it's okay, I have to ask, Mom and Dad, what about my brother?

When he asked like that, everyone felt sad. Later, they were afraid that this child would never be able to get out of that shadow, so they moved, although they were distressed and reluctant, in order to let Ye Zimo start over and forget the unpleasantness, they still ruthlessly tore up all the photos of Ye Zihan.

Ye Zimo looked everywhere for Ye Zihan's photos and couldn't find them, and he made trouble for a long time, but if he was ruined, he was ruined, and there was no possibility of finding them back.

They all thought that he would forget about it, and who knew that he would get an empty picture frame and put it at the head of the bed. The last time Xia Yihan went to his room, he saw a blank photo frame on the bedside table, which he used to miss Ye Zihan. What is blank for others, but for him, there is an image, and he can imagine and remind himself from time to time that he must find his brother.

Fu Fengyi picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, sighed heavily twice and put it back.

I don't want to think about the lost son anymore, it is a disease in her heart, for many years, as long as she thinks about it, her heart aches faintly.

She walked around the room, looking for something to distract herself. The flickering screensaver on her computer just reminds her that she can go there and have a look.

It's also strange to say that the computer was not turned off when Ye Zimo left today, and Fu Fengyi sat down in front of the computer.

His computer has a protected password, and Fu Fengyi remembers that Ye Zimo likes to use her lunar birthday as a password.

Entering those numbers, Fu Fengyi smiled happily, it is still the password, the son will always have her mother in his heart.

After entering the correct password, Fu Fengyi saw that one of Ye Zimo's computer screens was open.

The photo is a young man in his twenties, with a good appearance, like Ye Zimo, who is a little deep in the middle of the person, and his facial features are also very deep, which is the photo of Mo Xiaojun.

Fu Fengyi didn't know who the person in this photo was, but she just felt that this child was a little familiar.

It may not only be as simple as familiarity, but also feel very familiar, like where I have seen it, but I can't remember it at all.

Just when she was looking at the photo and was stunned, the door opened, Ye Zimo flashed in, and called: "Mom", which startled Fu Fengyi, who was looking at it seriously.

She was waiting for him in Ye Zimo's room, originally to ask the teacher for the first time. But I didn't want to be attracted by this photo, but I didn't start to be so angry.

"Mom, what are you doing? Aren't you tired? Don't get some sleep. As he spoke, Ye Zimo had already walked up to his mother and pulled up a chair and sat down.

Fu Fengyi didn't answer his words, but after glancing back at him, she turned her head to look at the photo and asked him, "Mo'er, who is this?"

"He is ......" After Ye Zimo said these two words, he didn't want to say that this was someone related to Xia Yihan.

"It's just an employee in my company, and when the assistant chatted with me today, he said that he was very handsome, more handsome than me. I didn't believe it, so I asked him to send me the picture. ”

"Oh!" Fu Fengyi sighed, I don't know why she was a little lost, this emotion obviously made Ye Zimo feel it.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Ye Zimo stood up, put his hand on his mother's shoulder and asked softly.

"No, I just think this kid looks like he's seen it somewhere. It's familiar, but I can't remember it. Fu Fengyi's words made Ye Zimo feel a strange feeling in his heart, and he subconsciously asked: "Do you also think that you have seen it?" I also think that I can't remember it after thinking about it for a long time. ”

If her mother also said that she had seen it, Ye Zimo thought, presumably they had indeed seen it. Or maybe someone's child went to their house to play when he was a child, and when he grew up, he was very similar to when he was a child.

Or maybe the portrait of this person and someone they know is also uncertain.

"I must have seen this kid!" Fu Fengyi said with great certainty.

"So sure?" Ye Zimo asked.

He couldn't help but look at the enlarged photo on his computer again. What does it mean if the mother must have seen this person, and the trajectory of this person's life could not be related to them?

"Well, I just think it's for sure. Mo'er, how old is this kid?"

When Fu Fengyi asked like this, Ye Zimo immediately knew what she meant. She is afraid that she has hope in her heart again, thinking that this child is her lost Ye Zihan.

But regarding Mo Xiaojun's age, Ye Zimo didn't want to lie to his mother, although she knew that hearing about his age, she would deepen her guess.

"Mom, he should be twenty-six or seventeen years old. ”

"How old is it that is still unknown?" Fu Fengyi asked with a frown.

"Because he grew up in an orphanage, you know, many of the children in the orphanage were so young that they couldn't tell how old they were at the time, and most of them were written by the staff at the orphanage guessing the age of the children, so it's not accurate. ”

"Orphanage!" Fu Fengyi was a little excited, grabbed Ye Zimo's arm, and raised her voice a little: "In other words, he may be Ye Zihan, isn't it? You already know that he is my son Ye Zihan?"

Fu Fengyi only said at first that she thought she had seen this person, but now she simply thinks that this person is Ye Zihan.

"Mom, calm down!" Ye Zimo stood up, let his mother lean against him, and then gently rubbed his mother's hair, trying to calm his mother down.

"Tell me, you already know, he is my little Ye Zihan, isn't it? Mom can't be calm! can't be calm!" Fu Fengyi still raised her head excitedly and looked at Ye Zimo hopefully.

"No!" Ye Zimo said these two words dryly, without any hesitation.

In fact, he also had this thought in his heart,

Otherwise, I wouldn't have opened this photo and studied it for a long time before going out for a meeting in the afternoon.

"You're lying to me, aren't you? Mo'er, don't you see that he looks like you there? And, look, he looks like your father. Here, isn't it a bit like me here!" Fu Fengyi became more and more excited the more she spoke, and her hand was still on Mo Xiaojun's face.

Because Ye Zihan has no obvious features on his body, such as birthmarks, obvious moles or something, many years have passed, and if you want to look for it now, you can only look at your appearance.

However, no one can predict how much changes will occur in the facial features and all other parts of a child who was only two years old at that time and a young man in his twenties.

"Mom, he's not!"

"You lied to me! It must be, look at this child, it's 100% my Ye Zihan!" Fu Fengyi said, tears flowed down her face, and she couldn't stop it.

Seeing his mother like this, Ye Zimo's heart sank and sank.

He turned the computer chair around to prevent his mother from looking at the picture again.

"Mom, this person is not Ye Zihan, I have already checked. In fact, he is Xia Yihan's elder brother, the same person who sued Xia Yihan in front of Chairman Ye last time, saying that he was unjustly killed. It may be a little similar to Xiao Han when he was a child, so I watched it many times, but he is not. I've seen photos of him when he was a child, and he doesn't have any characteristics in common with Xiao Han. ”

"Impossible, right?" Fu Fengyi looked at Ye Zimo suspiciously.

"It's true, you know I miss Xiao Han too, I miss him more than anyone else. If it's really him, what reason do I have not to tell you? There are too many similar people in this world, you don't remember, Liu Baobin last time, you also said yes, but the result is not. And the one surnamed Sun, don't you also say 100 percent, right? The result also disappointed us. This person just looks a little bit alike, but it's not. Ye Zimo's words made Fu Fengyi's emotions seem to calm down a lot.

Calm down, calm down, but look extremely disappointed.

"Oh, I'm wrong again. She said in frustration, tears streaming even harder.

Ye Zimo silently helped his mother wipe his tears, he just because he was a big man, he didn't shed tears, in fact, his heart was also dripping blood at this time.

He didn't want to find his brother, and he hadn't given up for so many years. But how many times to search, how many times to be disappointed. Every time my mother misidentified someone, she would be lost for many days, and she would have a serious illness, and he was afraid of this.

So although he hadn't seen the photos of Mo Xiaojun when he was a child, he had to lie to Fu Fengyi and say that he had seen it.

In the past, when he saw someone with similar characteristics to Ye Zihan, even if it was a little similar, he would go to investigate it thoroughly, find out the person, do DNA comparison, and make sure that he was not willing.

But this person, he has already ordered Lin Dahui not to continue to investigate. If you collapse Yu Hongtao, you can start from other cases, and you don't necessarily have to use Mo Xiaojun's difficult matter to investigate. His corruption and bribery, and several murders are enough for him to be imprisoned for several lifetimes.

If Mo Xiaojun is really Ye Zihan, it means that Ye Zihan is dead, Fu Fengyi can't afford this result, and he Ye Zimo can't afford this result.

In the hearts of Ye Haoran, Fu Fengyi and Ye Zimo, they always thought that Ye Zihan was still alive, and as long as he hadn't been found, he was alive and well. Only by thinking in this way will they not despair.

What's more, Ye Zimo has been disappointed too many times, and no longer believes that there will be such a coincidence in the world, it just so happens that Xia Yihan's ex-boyfriend is his younger brother, and it is too ridiculous to make this kind of speculation based on a photo with a certain degree of similarity.

"Mom, it's okay, admit your mistake if you admit it, we'll find Xiao Han. As long as we don't give up, we will definitely be able to find Xiao Han, and he will definitely be alive and well. Didn't you say that good deeds are rewarded? You are such a dedicated person, and you have done so many good deeds, God will not treat you badly, and will return your children. Mom, it will be!" As he spoke, Ye Zimo put his arm around Fu Fengyi's shoulders and comforted her. These words are for the comfort of the mother, and they are also addressed to himself.

Ye Zihan absolutely and absolutely can't be Mo Xiaojun, absolutely not!

Ye Zihan of their family is 100% alive and well, God will not let them find someone who has been looking for so many years, once they find it, they will be a deceased person, God will not be so cruel!

"Yes, I'll find it, Mom is a little tired, Mom wants to go sleep for a while. Fu Fengyi seemed to have been drained of her strength, and her voice was very small.

Ye Zimo was really worried that his mother would be like the previous few times, knowing that this person was not Ye Zihan, and she would be hit and sick again.

He helped his mother up, took her back to her bedroom, and asked her to sit down on the chair, and after he made the bed with his own hands, he helped Fu Fengyi to lie down.

Gently covering his mother with the quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and said very softly, "Sleep, I will sit here with you." ”

Fu Fengyi shook her head and said weakly: "Mo'er, you go out, do whatever you have to do, I'll be quiet." ”

"I'm with you, you can also be quiet, I don't speak. Ye Zimo knew that his mother's quietness was to lick his wounds alone and miss Ye Zihan alone. She will relive every detail from the time she conceived him to the time he was born. and then his disappearance, and then self-blame, blaming her for only taking Ye Zimo away in a hurry, and not Ye Zihan. If the two children had brought them, or brought the younger ones, and left the older ones to Ye Haoran, this would not have happened.

She always felt that all the hardships that Xiao Ye Zihan had suffered outside over the years were caused by her. The thought of this made her miserable and depressed.

Every time she does this, she will stubbornly refuse to accept treatment, as if she has locked herself in a mental prison.

This time, Ye Zimo didn't give her a chance to close, he sat beside his mother stubbornly, refusing to move.

Fu Fengyi closed her eyes and held back her tears, she knew what her son meant. Ye Zimo is actually very filial, except for the fact that he deliberately wants to confront Ye Haoran, which is the catharsis of his resentment for many years, everything else is in accordance with his mother's wishes.

She still remembers that once when she was sick and refused to be treated with medicine, when she had a fever, Ye Zimo stayed by her bedside all night to take care of her.

She asked him why he was so filial, it was rare for him to be so filial to his mother at his age. He told her that because he wanted to put Xiao Han's filial piety together, he would have to do more than the average two sons.

Fu Fengyi's eyes were always closed, and Ye Zimo knew that she was not asleep. She just didn't want to speak, and he didn't say anything, so he stayed with him silently. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Auntie, I'm Song Wanting, can I come in?"

"Mom, get up and talk to Wanting for a while. Ye Zimo still wanted someone to distract Fu Fengyi.

Fu Fengyi often thinks about others, she will not force herself in front of Ye Zimo, and in front of outsiders, she will pretend to be happy. He believed that he would be really happy if he pretended to be her.

"Come in!" Ye Zimo said in a loud voice, Song Wanting opened the door and came in, holding a tray with a bowl of porridge on it.

"Auntie, this is wheat and jujube porridge, I just boiled it in the kitchen, it is the best for menopausal people, you drink a little, see if my craftsmanship is good." ”

"Okay, it smells very good, and Tingting is still sensible. Fu Fengyi praised.

Ye Zimo helped her mother sit up, took the wheat porridge brought by Song Wanting and brought it to her mother, and blew it.

"Mom, I'll feed you. ”

It was the first time for Song Wanting to see Ye Zimo taking care of her mother like this, and she couldn't help but be a little moved. I didn't expect that the prince, who had to be served by a lot of people everywhere he went, would serve his mother with his own hands.

Fu Fengyi shook her head, took the bowl, and said softly: "It's better for me to come by myself, you, if you are really filial, you will have a child with Tingting as soon as possible." ”

Song Wanting's face turned red, and she shouted coquettishly: "Auntie!"

Seeing that Ye Zimo didn't speak, Fu Fengyi asked, "Mo'er, didn't you hear your mother's words?"

Ye Zimo smiled, "I heard it, I heard it, didn't I think about it, why did I work hard for so long, and I haven't seen any movement?" I don't know if it's because my method is wrong, or if my body is not strong enough." ”

In order to make his mother happy, he simply.

The smile on Song Wanting's face froze, and she thought to herself, you are so cunning. The black is all turned white by you, when did you work hard? No, in fact, you worked hard, but you worked other women.

Fu Fengyi's attention was successfully diverted by Ye Zimo's humorous words, she glared at her son, took a slow sip of porridge, and then said, "Are you sure you are working hard in the right place?" Fu Fengyi meant, hinting at whether he had gone to get other women.

Of course, Ye Zimo knew what his mother wanted to say, he touched his nose, and asked his mother with a chuckle: "Mom, are you trying to popularize physiological knowledge for me?"

After speaking, he glanced back at Song Wanting, who was blushing, "You said, what I worked is right, or is it wrong." ”

"This ......" Song Wanting didn't know how to answer.

If it's not right, he doesn't know what else to say, and if he wants to say it right, he will be fooled by this cunning person.

"You dead boy, don't play hooligan here and confuse the public!" Fu Fengyi snorted, and Ye Zimo laughed even more.

Usually Ye Zimo always has a calm face, it is rare to be so obedient and tricky like now. She knew that her son was coaxing her to be happy, and she wanted to blame him, and she couldn't bear to say too heavy things.

What's more, she also knew in her heart that he was not a messy person, and now that he was like this, part of the reason might be that he went to Ye Haoran.

He had to do something every once in a while that would make Ye Haoran's head big, as if as long as his father was idle, he would be miserable.

"Okay, I'm full, you eat this, and I'll have something to tell you after eating. Fu Fengyi handed the porridge to her son, and Ye Zimo still smiled.

"Don't eat, you're regulating women's menopause, and I'll eat me later, and I'll not be able to give birth to grandchildren. Ye Zimo said, and pushed it back to his mother, coaxing her to eat a few more bites.

Fu Fengyi took two or three more sips before letting Ye Zimo take it away, this time her face was a little more serious.

"Mo'er, why did I seem to see that there were several rooms occupied when I came, and you had a lot of guests here?" Fu Fengyi asked tentatively