When he was sitting in Yi Cheng's "King" car and driving towards his aunt's house, Fan Xiaoxi suddenly remembered last night's dream and blushed a little. To hide her expression, she pretended to be curious and looked at the interior of the car.

Overall, it's relatively simple, and there are no bells and whistles.

What Fan Xiaoxi couldn't understand was that although this King S700 sedan was also a luxury car, it was only more than 600,000, which was a bit inconsistent with Yi Cheng's rumored net worth of hundreds of millions.

Especially Yi Cheng is so young, shouldn't he love to drive a supercar? Even if he is not as rich as the media rumors, he should always have a net worth of tens of billions, right? It is not easy to buy a multi-million Lamborghini, Aston Martin, and even Bugatti Veyron and Monarch-heirloom?

As a young woman, Fan Xiaoxi is naturally interested in fashion, her eyes are very poisonous, and she can see at a glance that although the clothes on Yi Cheng's body are not stalls, they are ordinary road goods, hundreds, thousands, and the watches she wears are also ordinary smart watches that cost thousands of yuan. Shouldn't this kind of rich man wear tens of thousands of private custom clothes and famous watches worth hundreds of thousands?

She looked at Yi Cheng's side face, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she couldn't see through it.

Yi Cheng felt her gaze and said with a smile: "Why are you looking at me, don't worry about my skills, although I have just taken the driver's license, but in fact, my inner soul is an old driver." ”

Fan Xiaoxi suspected that this was a pun, laughed dryly, and did not pick up.

Yi Cheng also smiled. He didn't mean to provoke Fan Xiaoxi, he knew that it was inappropriate to say it, and he couldn't explain it, and the more he described it, the darker it became, so he kept silent.

The two were silent until they reached the community of Aunt Fan Xiaoxi's house. After parking the car, Fan Xiaoxi led Yi Cheng upstairs, and when she arrived at the door, she stopped and whispered: "My aunt has been in a bad mood in the past few years, and she hasn't even gone to class, and she ...... It may be a little weird, Mr. Yi, don't mind. ”

"Just call me Yi Cheng or Ah Cheng. Don't worry, I'm measured. ”

Fan Xiaoxi told again: "Every time I talk about my cousin over the years, she will be emotional, I hope you are a little mentally prepared." ”

Yi Cheng nodded to indicate that he understood. Then in Fan Xiaoxi's puzzled gaze, he took out a pair of transparent frameless carbon skeleton glasses from his jacket pocket and put them on, and took a Bluetooth headset and put them on his left ear.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's a recording device. Yi Cheng smiled.

Fan Xiaoxi nodded in understanding, and then knocked on the door. After a while, the click of slippers sounded inside the door, and a middle-aged woman's voice asked behind the door, "Who?"

"Auntie, it's me. ”

"Xiaoxi. The door opened inward, revealing a haggard and pale face, messy hair casually draped, and a pair of slightly dull eyes looked at Yi Cheng with a suspicious look, "Are you ......?"

Even though he is in his early fifties, he looks like he is 60 years old.

Yi Cheng looked over and found that although the woman was not repaired, she looked haggard and old, and compared with the photos on the data, she herself was much more ugly. But as you can see from the contours of her face, she must have been a well-known beauty when she was young.

He has also seen Fan Xiaoxi's uncle's information, and the person in the photo is not good-looking, and he does not have a beautiful resume. After graduating from high school, he entered the factory and was an ordinary worker, but he didn't make any money after going to the sea.

Why would such a beautiful woman, and with a bachelor's degree, marry such an ordinary man?

Yi Cheng thought about this question playfully, and said calmly: "Ms. Feng Zhen, hello, my name is Yi Cheng, and I am Xiaoxi's friend. ”

"Xiaoxi's boyfriend, hey, very handsome guy, please come in," Feng Zhen let out of the aisle and let the two of them in.

Fan Xiaoxi just wanted to say that Yi Cheng was not her boyfriend, so she wouldn't find such a handsome boyfriend, she was too insecure. Feng Zhen has already continued: "Hey, if Qianqian is still here, it's time to find a partner now......"

Feng Zhen sighed three times when she spoke, her voice was soft, her breath was very short, and her face was full of sorrow. "I'm going to make you tea, hey, you can sit on the couch for a while. ”

She walked very slowly, and her body staggered, as if a light wind could blow her away.

Yi Cheng and Fan Xiaoxi looked at each other and sat down on the sofa generously.

Yi Cheng looked around, and saw that the mess in the room had not been cleaned up, the dirty clothes were thrown on the sofa at will, and the thick dust had fallen on the coffee table, so he had a good idea of Feng Zhen's mental state.

After a while, Feng Zhen brought two cups of tea and a fruit bowl: "I haven't been to the supermarket in the past few days, and I don't have anything to eat at home, hey." What's the boy's name?"

"Aunt Feng, my name is Yi Cheng," Yi Cheng smiled, "I haven't decided on a relationship with Xiaoxi yet, and I'm here today for something else." ”

"Oh, what's the matter?" Feng Zhen dragged a small bench across from them and sat down, looking up.

Yi Cheng gestured to Fan Xiaoxi with his eyes. It's more credible for her niece to say it.

Fan Xiaoxi said according to the words they had discussed on the road before: "Auntie, Ah Cheng is my friend, he heard about Sister Qianqian, and said that he can help us find Sister Qianqian." ”

Feng Zhen didn't show any joy, but looked tired and guarded: "I've been lost for so many years, I must be dead, hey, where to find it." I'm not looking for it. Ay. ”

Fan Xiaoxi defended: "Auntie, Ah Cheng is very rich and knows many people, if he is willing to help, he will definitely be able to find Sister Qianqian." ”

Feng Zhen suddenly became excited: "No need to look for it! She must be dead! Or she would have come back a long time ago!"

Yi Cheng hurriedly played the round and said: "Okay, don't look for it, don't look for it, don't look for it, it's okay." Auntie, don't be angry, I'll just ask a few questions, okay?"

"What do you want to ask?" Feng Zhen's attitude towards Yi Cheng was obviously better.

Yi Cheng smiled and said, "Auntie, your relationship with your uncle is not very good. ”

Feng Zhen was stunned for a moment and shook her head slightly, "We have a good relationship." ”

At this time, Fu Xi's voice came from the earphones: "She's lying." ”

A small camera and microphone are attached to the glasses, transmitting everything Yi Cheng sees and hears to Fu Xi, who is using a recently upgraded human speech, semantics, and facial expression recognition system to integrate and analyze.

"Yes. Yi Cheng stopped talking, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea doesn't seem to be very good, but he doesn't have much taste, and he is also a big old man in his last life, and he is happy when he has cigarettes, wine and tea, but he can't taste it at all, so he also drinks happily.

Yi Cheng didn't speak, but Feng Zhen seemed to have opened the conversation box, and began to talk about some things about Feng Zhen when she was a child, talking about how she and her husband went to great lengths to find the child, and the words were all to prove that she and her husband had a strong relationship, but because the child was lost, they looked sad at each other, and finally separated.