Early in the morning, Hanhai Park.

Although it is summer, the mornings are not hot this season.

The sun is shrouded in a milky white halo, the moist air is refreshing, and every piece of green leaves that seem to have been drenched by the rain exudes the smell of morning dew.

An old man and a young man who looked like grandparents and grandchildren sat on the grass on the forest slope. An old willow tree in front of them stretched its thick branches to the side of the road, as if to touch every visitor who passed by.

The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, and his clean face was a little old age that did not match his age, and there was even more obvious reluctance at the moment.

He sat with his legs together, his hands on the base of his thighs, and his sitting posture was natural but very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, I want to go back......" The young man complained to the old man beside him, "The grass is wet, I ...... It's very uncomfortable. ”

For example, the face of a sculpture of the old man softened, and he smiled lovingly at the young master, "Wait." ”

"Grandpa," the boy cried, his face sad, enduring the discomfort of his buttocks, "what are we doing in the park early in the morning?" ”

The young master had a question.

At this time, he used to eat breakfast and do morning classes at home.

Why did you bring my grandfather to his morning exercise today?

Since you came out for morning exercises, why do you sit here and don't move?

As if waiting for something to happen, or for someone?

The boy raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, the park was deserted at this time, and the figures of the few people who were wandering not far away were about to be seen in the vast fog of the early morning.

The boy looked at the empty bench on the opposite side of the lake, and there was a lake-green lamp pole next to the bench.

The boy turned his face to look at the old man. With a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Grandpa, there is a bench at the bottom of the slope, shall we go and sit there?" ”

The old man ignored the young man, his gaze kept looking in one direction.

The fog surged, as if another powerful current had knocked it open and scattered.

The old man's eyes moved, and his complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly raised his hand and pressed the young man's shoulder, and pointed in one direction with the other. Slightly excited: "Look." Here it comes! ”

Following the direction of his finger, the boy saw a man jogging towards him.

The man had a headband wrapped around her sweaty hair and a sweat towel around her neck, and she grabbed the ends of the sweat towel with both hands. Like an elf pacing leisurely. Slowly rushed out of the vast mist.

It was just a exerciser who came to the park for a morning jog.

See what she does?

The young master looked at the old man strangely. Seeing that the latter was firmly following the jogger as he moved, he involuntarily looked at the jogger again.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, look up now. The boy couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The jogger ran towards the lake, stepped on his feet, and jumped onto the guardrail of the lake.

She jumped lightly along the guardrail, flew vertically, grabbed the lamp pole in her hand, turned in a circle, landed her feet on the back of the bench and spun around, jumped off the bench and started running again with her feet on the ground.

Running to the old willow tree opposite the old and young, she climbed the thick branch with both hands, turned her body in the air, and ran away after landing steadily.

The young man's eyes were blazing, he looked at the person who ran away with admiration, grabbed the old man's arm with both hands and shook it, "Grandpa grandpa, that sister is so powerful, she seems to be able to fly, is it someone my grandfather knows?" ”

A trace of embarrassment appeared on the old man's loving face, he was used to morning exercises in Hanhai Park, and he had only recently discovered that this nimble monkey-like girl had come here for a morning run, and it seemed a little inaccurate to say that it was a morning run. She always navigated the obstacles in front of her, as if nothing in the world could stop her progress.

The old man sat on his lap, stroked the boy's head, and smiled very lovingly.

"Grandpa brought you here, just to let you see this sister - no matter what difficulties lie ahead, don't be afraid of it, take brave steps, there is always a way to cross it, don't you say?"

The young man's eyes followed the departing figure of the jogger, and he was about to lose sight, and his little face was full of eagerness and anxiety.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I want that sister to be friends with me, is grandpa okay?"

Seeing that his grandson's eyes were full of earnestness, the old man was slightly moved, took the young man's hand and got up and walked down the forest slope.

They did not chase after each other, but waited at the bottom of the slope for the jogging girl to return the same way.

In order to improve her physical fitness, since she moved, Coriander has hardly insisted on exercising every day. When she was first reborn in this body, her physical fitness was really poor, and she couldn't stand a little cold, just like she was unaccustomed to the water and soil when she first arrived, but now she is much better. She was able to adapt to all aspects of this body.

On the way back from parkour, she was intercepted by an old man and a young man.

When she looked back, there was no one behind her, and the grandfather and grandson who dared to block the middle of the road were specifically blocking her?

Coriander stopped, and her hand was grabbed by the boy who ran up.

The young man looked up at the coriander, and his eyes seemed to have a glowing function.

"Sister, sister, can you play with me?"

Coriander was confused.

Where did the little pot friend come from?

The old man who came forward, she had seen it.

This old man seems to often come to Hanhai Park for morning exercises.

There was a trace of embarrassment on the old man's face, and when he looked at his happy grandson, he showed a loving smile, his hands were folded in front of his abdomen, his straight body bowed slightly, and he raised his hands and gestures as if he had been trained, but the rigidity seemed very natural.

"Hello girl, my grandson wants to make friends with you."

What is it?

Coriander picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, judging from the dress of the two men, she knew that they were not grown up in ordinary people's homes.

The old man was dressed in a white and thin sportswear, and his gestures looked well-trained.

The little one wore short-sleeved shorts with a bow tie and bright leather shoes, dressed as a little gentleman.

The two of them blocked her just to make friends with her?

The boy tugged at her fingers and shook them, smiling happily.

"Sister, do you know how to fly, can you teach me?"

"Sister. My house is near the park, I invite you to my house for morning tea! ”

"Sister, I just saw that your hands were useless, and you jumped on the guardrail at once, how did you do it?"

"Sister, you grabbed the fork and flipped it over, how did you do it?"

"Eh, look at me stupid, because my sister can fly!"

"Uh...... Uh-uh...... Uh, uh, uh...... "Cilantro still doesn't understand what the two of them are going to do." "This old man, and that ...... Children, what do you want? ”

The old man said kindly: "Girl." We are not suspicious people. My grandson doesn't like sports, he especially loves the powerful characters in martial arts stories, he must think that you are good at girls, and want to make friends with girls. ”

Just making friends?

The reason for this kind of accosting is really strange.

Coriander felt no malice from them. Let yourself be dragged away by the teenager.

"Uncle. I listen to your accent. You don't look like you're a local, are you? ”

"My family was originally from Hong Kong and moved north to settle in Shanghai."

"Your grandson speaks Mandarin very well, and he can't hear it at all." Coriander felt strange.

The old man replied, "Although my grandson was born in Hong Kong. But before he could speak, he moved with us to Shanghai. ”

Coriander suddenly, she found that the old man was always inseparable from the young man. Every time he looked at the young man's cheerful smiling face, he would show love and doting, as well as a trace of relief.

The old man's surname is Zheng, and Uncle Zheng's grandson's nickname is Junjun.

Uncle Zheng confided to Cilantro that since Junjun's father had an accident three years ago, the child didn't go out much and didn't like to laugh.

If Uncle Zheng didn't say this, Coriander really wouldn't have found out that Junjun was a gloomy child.

Coriander was led to a gate, and when she looked up, she saw the large white bungalow behind it, surrounded by a high wall.

On the wall next to the door hangs a nameplate, "Su House".

Junjun is really the little young master of a rich family, as the little young master said, his house is not far from Hanhai Park.

The courtyard of the Su house is small and chic, surrounded by domestic helpers inside and out, and the whole is not very magnificent, but it can be seen that the Su family is very particular about food and clothing.

Uncle Zheng instructed the maid to prepare breakfast.

Junjun took the coriander to the bathroom.

Before they unscrewed the shiny silver faucet, there was not a drop of water on the granite platform, and the pool was cleaner than the rice bowls of the cilantro family. This made the coriander have an inferiority complex.

When she gets home, she will definitely tidy up the house.

The two arrived at the restaurant.

The maid set their breakfast.

Uncle Zheng asked the maid who hadn't had time to retire, "Is the eldest young master up?" ”

The maid replied, "The eldest young master went out early in the morning." ”

"Early in the morning?" Isn't it early in the morning? Uncle Zheng was puzzled, "What time does the eldest young master go out?" ”

The maid still lowered her eyebrows and answered like a stream: "Around half past four." ”

Uncle Zheng's face was even heavier, and he couldn't help muttering, "I came back so late yesterday, and I went out so early today, nothing will happen, right......?" ”

The maid lowered her head, "The eldest young master didn't say anything. ”

Uncle Zheng's brows furrowed.

Junjun ate breakfast with great interest, "Sister, after breakfast, can you teach me to fly?" ”

Cilantro smiled at him and explained, "I can't fly, it's an extreme sport that I do." ”

"Extreme sports?" Junjun doesn't understand very well.

"I heard your grandfather say that you like the powerful characters in martial arts novels very much, so do you know that some people in martial arts novels will fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and they can climb to the wall with a swish, and jump to the roof with a swish, right?"

Junjun nodded and listened carefully to the coriander as he continued.

"In fact, the sports I do are similar to that kind of situation, the living environment as a sports place, over the surrounding obstacles, over time, you can exercise your skills more agile, the reaction will become more and more rapid, and when you really face the danger, you will not be afraid of not being able to deal with it."

Junjun seems to understand whether he understands or not, and he worships coriander more and more.

His eyes lit up and he swore to coriander, "I must become as powerful as my sister so that I can save Daddy from the bad guys!" ”

Coriander was stunned, "Was your daddy taken away by the villains?" ”

If this is the case, the case should be reported to the patrol room. Instead of sitting here and eating breakfast.

Without waiting for Junjun to answer, the maid came to report to Uncle Zheng: "The eldest young master is back." ”

"It's my brother back!" Junjun dropped his knife, fork and coriander, jumped off the chair, and ran to meet his brother in a hurry.

Junjun pulled a person into the dining room, and excitedly reported to the person that he had made a very good friend today.

The man entered the dining room and looked at Vanilla, both of whom were confused.

"Sullivan, you're really haunted." The coriander boss is not in pain, and his speech is also yin and yang.

Junjun was stunned, it turned out that his brother knew his new friend?

"This is my home." If the ghost does not go away. It's more appropriate for him.

I saw coriander in my own restaurant. Sullivan was also surprised.

Coriander looked at Uncle Zheng, then at Junjun, and then fixed her eyes on Sullivan, and the corners of her lips were slanted. There was undisguised cynicism in the words. "How. Have you changed your tactics to capture me? If you can't do it yourself, just change your family? ”

Sullivan held Junjun by his side and protected him, with a faint suppression of anger on his face. Warning Coriander in a blunt tone, "Please don't attack my family!" It's nothing to do with them! ”

"It's okay?" Coriander raised her voice slightly, "Could it be that you and this child are not born by the same father?" ”

Junjun tugged at the hem of Sullivan's clothes with his small hand, tears rolled in his eyes, and there was a pleading in his timid voice, "Brother, don't quarrel with my sister, okay?" ”

Su Livan's face softened, stroked the back of Junjun's head, and then pushed Junjun to Uncle Zheng, "Uncle Zheng, Junjun will trouble you, I have something to talk about with Miss Lin." ”

Listening to Sullivan's address to Uncle Zheng, Coriander was a little surprised.

Junjun, whose name is Su Lijun, calls Zheng Bo his grandfather. But the child's grandfather was not his brother Sullivan's grandfather......

Could it be the truth? Sullivan and Sullijun are really not born to the same father as she poked?

Coriander said that the relationship between rich families is really complicated.

Zheng Bo took over Junjun and did not let this child interfere in the affairs of adults. He interjected one more sentence, "Miss Lin, I think you may have misunderstood, I didn't know that you knew my eldest young master before that......"

Coriander can also sense that this is a coincidence.

She and Zheng Bo didn't know each other before this, before the lawsuit with Luo Jun, she had seen Zheng Bo in Hanhai Park, and she and Sullivan only met last night, if this was really a long-planned conspiracy planned to get close to her, unless she was targeted by the Su family long before that lawsuit. This is obviously impossible.

"Miss Lin, please upstairs."

Sullivan naturally wouldn't give up such a good opportunity to convince coriander, he even felt that coriander coming to his house was arranged by fate, and it was already doomed in the dark, and she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

Cilantro threw her knife and fork on the edge of the plate, deliberately making a loud noise to express her displeasure at the moment.

"No need." She wiped her mouth with a napkin, "Thank you for your hospitality, I'm going to take my leave." After getting up, she added, "Don't throw some worthless things into our house in the future." ”

She must have lost the three-year-old newspaper that appeared in the yard this morning. I think he should have followed her to the door last night.

Su Liwen was secretly annoyed, ignoring the presence of Zheng Bo and Junjun, and blurted out, "Do you want money?" How much? Despite the offer! ”

began to seduce her.

Living in this kind of bungalow, and the family has invited so many maids, Coriander has witnessed all this with her own eyes, and believes that Sullivan has that economic strength.

But Sullivan didn't know her well.

If Sullivan had known her, he wouldn't have said anything like that, and he wouldn't have found her in the first place.

Seeing that Coriander was unmoved, Sullivan broke the boat, "Don't you want to know what happened three years ago?" ”

Coriander frowned, looking impatient and disgusted, "I ask you not to always expect me to be good, your brother has grown better than you, a child like him knows that he wants to become stronger and save his father from the bad guys, I am not a lawyer or a patrolman, you always pester me like this just to delay your own time, understand?" ”

"But only you can do it!" Sullivan was convinced.

If there was a better way, Sullivan wouldn't have asked for cilantro.

Coriander pointed out the crux of his problem, "You are in a hurry to go to the doctor." ”

Sullivan looked at Zheng Bo and Junjun beside him, and then looked at coriander. There was an obvious request in his eyes, "I don't want to talk about these things in front of my family, please invite Miss Lin to sit in the study!" ”

With that, Sullivan bowed to the coriander, as if the coriander didn't agree, he wouldn't straighten up.

What happened three years ago really aroused the curiosity of coriander.

She thought about it, it didn't hurt to listen to Sullivan, anyway, the decision was up to her.

"Lead the way."

Sullivan led the cilantro into the study.

There was a thick and calm atmosphere precipitating in the study, which obviously did not match Sullivan's temperament.

Coriander said, "It's not your study." ”

There was a subtle hint of pain in Sullivan's voice. "This is my father's study."

His fingertips caressed the mahogany table. picked up a photo frame by the pen holder, in the frame was a photo of the two brothers and Su Qinghuan, and the father and son smiled happily.

But since Su Qinghuan's accident three years ago, this big family that was originally full of laughter has cast a rich shadow.

Look at things that are full of good memories. It will also be powerful and powerful to knock out the sadness in their hearts again and again.

Cilantro is not welcome. Take a seat in a swivel chair behind a mahogany desk. With a slight tiptoe, he turned one hundred and eighty degrees, facing the wide and tall mahogany bookshelf.

Many of the shelves are filled with difficult history books.

Sullivan looked at cilantro. With expectation in his eyes, "Have you read that newspaper?" ”

"Glance at it."

"My father was wronged...... Sullivan was immediately angry.

"Don't be in a hurry to shout grievances," Cilantro told him to stop, "I want to ask what you think-it is said that your family and the Rong Ji Chamber of Commerce should be incompatible, you know that I am Rong Ji's person, you know that you still ask me for it, what do you think?" ”

Sullivan corrected her seriously, "No, it's not that my family and Rong Ji don't share the sky, it's that they don't share the sky with my family." ”

Coriander thought about it carefully and thought it was too. Regardless of whether it is true or not, after all, it is written in the report that Su Qinghuan killed Rong Tian, the previous head of the Rong Ji Chamber of Commerce, and Su Qinghuan betrayed indefinitely, and is still alive and well in prison.

Rong Ying can't let go of his blood feud because of the tragic death of his father at the hands of others.

The revenge of killing the father is not shared!

Sullivan said: "Although I disagree with some of the ways of Rong Ji, I have not hated them to the point of being so disrespectful. ”

Coriander snorted softly, squinted at the decent Sullivan, and said coldly: "Don't agree with some of Rongji's styles? Joining Luo Jun's lawyer team to deal with a pair of weak and helpless brothers and sisters, you actually have the face to say such things! ”

Sullivan looked embarrassed, ashamed to find a crack to hide.

At that time, he was also involuntarily, and had to do so in order to curry favor with Lawyer Meng. He thought that Lawyer Meng could help his father avenge Zhaoxue, but only later did he realize that the other party was just a straw bag lawyer, and it was not worth his waste of thought on that kind of person.

However, after that lawsuit, he saw hope in coriander.

He once again solemnly declared to Coriander: "My father didn't kill anyone, Rong Tian really didn't kill my father!" ”

For the elders of the three elders of Rongji, Coriander doesn't know much.

When she was in Yangcheng, she had heard Fuji Yantang mention it somewhat, and she felt very strange in her heart, "This is different from the version I heard, I heard that the last head of Rong Ji died of illness." ”

"That's right, the last head of Rong Ji three years ago was seriously ill, and his life was indeed short, otherwise my father would not have betrayed him indefinitely, and it would be a death sentence directly...... But my father really didn't kill Rongtian! ”

According to Sullivan, Rong Tian had a good relationship with Su Qinghuan before his death, one was the president of the big chamber of commerce, and the other was the president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce.

Rongtian fell ill and was admitted to Shihe Hospital, where he was diagnosed as a terminal illness and had little time left.

On that day, Su Qinghuan went to visit Rongtian in the hospital as a friend.

Su Qinghuan walked into the ward, except for Rong Tian who was lying on the hospital bed, there was no one else in the room, and he saw a pillow on Rong Tian's face.

He grabbed the pillow by surprise, and under the pillow was Rong Tian's lifeless face, obviously covered to death.

Su Qinghuan was frightened, and before he could put down the pillow, there was a loud noise at the door of the ward, followed by a scream:

"Murder!"

It was a female nurse, and as soon as she saw the situation in the ward, she immediately regarded Su Qinghuan as a murderer, threw away the tray containing the medicine bottle in her hand in horror, and screamed with a distorted face.

At that time, Rong Ying had already taken over the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce from Rong Tian, but this misfortune happened before he could sit firmly in the position of the president, and he sent Su Qinghuan to prison at all costs......

The reason why Su Qinghuan has not died so far, of course, there are other reasons-

It is good to enjoy the shade with his back against the big tree, and there is also a certain amount of power behind the Su family, not to mention that he was still the president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce at that time.

In the past three years, Sullivan has not given up on avenging his father's grievances, and he has always run into a wall, because no lawyer is willing to take on the case, so he taught himself to become a lawyer.

Although he was licensed as a lawyer, his appeals were dismissed on the grounds that he was undocumented.

Although he couldn't find new evidence to prove Su Qinghuan's innocence, he knew very well in his heart that his father was innocent! (To be continued.) )