Chapter 187: Hypocritical Father
Later, Zhou Yucheng went to look for it, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find Hu Yingying's mother and daughter, and they seemed to have evaporated from the world. More than 20 years have passed, and with the growth of time, the guilt in Zhou Yucheng's heart has become more and more serious, he dare not tell others, for fear that others will scold him for being an ungrateful man who abandons his wife and children, and he buries his secret deep in his heart.
But today, someone unveiled his hypocrisy in person.
Zhou Yucheng didn't think there was anything about this, what made him excited was that since this person knew his secret, he might know his daughter's whereabouts.
If he could find their mother and daughter, he would be willing to give up his current group.
After living for most of his life, Zhou Yucheng has long looked down on his wealth, no amount of money can buy Hu Yingying's trust, and no amount of money can undo the mistakes he made.
At this time, the secretary Yin Feng walked in quickly.
"How's it going? Is there a result? Zhou Yucheng couldn't wait to ask.
"I found it, but he wants you to see him in person, and it's in Dongshan Cemetery, and a few brothers have already followed."
Cemetery? Zhou Yucheng was a little puzzled.
"Okay, I'll go."
"Boss, don't go, this may be a trap, if you go, won't you fall into the net?"
Zhou Yucheng straightened his clothes, and his eyes became firm.
"Even if I die, I'm going to {one + book} to read} the novel ybdu, tell them not to be rude, whoever messes around, I'll fire whom, quick, call now, go, let's go to the cemetery."
Zhou Yucheng's eyes were as bright as seeing a life-saving straw, his steps became light, if he knew his daughter's whereabouts, he was willing to give him 10 million to thank him.
After the Century Ark, Zhou Yucheng rushed to the cemetery, and he asked the bodyguards to wait at the door for someone to walk in.
Dongshan Cemetery is the largest cemetery in Jiangbei City, and there are tombstones everywhere as far as the eye can see, Zhou Yucheng walked slowly and looked around, and suddenly he saw the familiar figure not far away.
That's right, it's that kid.
Zhou Yucheng quickened his pace and walked over, the young man was squatting on the ground and burning paper, he was medium in his twenties, handsome and handsome, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.
Zhou Yucheng muttered in his heart, and he subconsciously glanced at the tombstone.
"Her name is Hu Caijuan, she is my mother, and she also has a name Hu Yingying, do you know?"
"What? What do you say, you say again, you say she ...... Her name is Hu Yingying? Zhou Yucheng couldn't believe his ears.
The young man stood up and took a silver bracelet from his pocket.
Zhou Yucheng grabbed the table and picked it up to take a look. The bracelet is engraved with four words.
My heart is beautiful!
Zhou Yucheng's world collapsed, his whole person was like five thunderbolts, his whole body was trembling, he couldn't believe that all this was true in front of him, and tears blurred his vision.
"Nose cancer, died last year, I only told this secret before I died, she is not my own mother but better than my own mother, a few years ago she found the daughter who was sent out but didn't want to admit it, I think you should find her, after all, she is your own daughter, this is the address, people like you might as well hit their heads to death, hypocrisy."
The young man dropped a piece of paper and turned away.
Zhou Yucheng couldn't believe that what was buried in front of him was the wife he had been looking for for decades.
"Poof!"
Zhou Yucheng fell to his knees with weak knees.
Seeing this, the bodyguards immediately ran over there, and Yin Feng pulled the others in a hurry and walked over slowly.
"Yingying."
With just one cry, Zhou Yucheng's tears fell like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and he looked for decades, but he didn't expect to see a grave overgrown with wild grass.
Zhou Yucheng gently stroked the words on the tombstone, and his heart was like a knife.
It hurts, it hurts to the heart.
Repeat the door and everything is wrong, and everything is different from the same! After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white mandarin duck lost its companion and flew. The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning of the day, and the old perch and the new ridge are clinging. The empty bed lies and listens to the rain in the south window, who picks up the light and mends the clothes at night.
"I'm sorry!"
Zhou Yucheng knelt on the ground and cried, it was hard to imagine that a rich man with a net worth of more than 100 million would make such an outrageous move, he would ask someone to find Hu Yingying's mother and daughter every year over the years, it can be said that finding them is his spiritual pillar, but now, the spiritual pillar has collapsed, the woman he loves the most is dead, he can't even say a word of apology, she left with regret.
What a rich man, what an image, it doesn't matter at this moment, nothing matters.
Tears couldn't stop flowing down, Zhou Yucheng was discouraged, he lost the last chance to apologize, his wife who had been looking for decades actually lived in the same city, standing in the cemetery, you can see the tall office building of Yucheng Group.
In life, Zhou Yucheng is a philanthropist who is kind and generous, and his positive image is extremely glorious, but who would have thought that he was a hypocrite who abandoned his wife and children and was morally corrupt.
Although others don't know, Zhou Yucheng has suffered for a lifetime, this is a pain he can't bear, he only hopes that he can find Hu Yingying to apologize in person in this life.
But now all his thoughts had turned to ashes, and his dreams were shattered.
Zhou Yucheng knelt in front of the tomb and picked up the paper, crying and throwing it into the fire.
The farthest distance in life is that you are inside and I am outside, although there is only a tombstone, you will never hear my call.
No, everything is gone, Zhou Yucheng didn't see Hu Yingying's last words, maybe the last picture that flashed in her mind when she was dying was herself.
After crying in front of the grave for a long time, Zhou Yucheng slowly stood up, he was very rich and statusy, and he could settle almost anything, but this time he felt hopeless and helpless from the bottom of his heart.
The note clearly recorded Zhou Lina's address and name.
Cowherd Village, Xiao Ya.
Xiao Ya, her name is Xiao Ya.
Zhou Yucheng raised his head, the woman he loved the most was gone, his daughter was still there, and since he couldn't make up for his wife, he must find his daughter.
On the other hand, Luo Tian encountered big trouble, the front foot of the fire just went to the industry and commerce, and then arrived, on the grounds that the fire protection facilities were not perfect, Luo Tian was required to suspend business for rectification, and the rectification time was one month!
It was closed just two days after opening, and Luo Tian's lungs were blown up, which was clearly deliberate, if it was unqualified, why did it open in the first place? Who the hell is behind himself.
Che Wang and the others were very disappointed, and they were ambitious and ready to do a big job just now, but they couldn't do anything after being removed from their licenses.
Luo Tian reassured everyone not to be discouraged, and called Zhao Mingjian for help.
Just when Luo Tian was worried about the store, the mouse ran to the auto repair shop and informed Song Qun that they had all been arrested for beating the son of the director of the health bureau on the Internet, and that the drag racing party had done a lot of immoral things, and it was too simple to want them to fabricate charges, such as drag racing endangering public safety.
After learning about the matter, Luo Tian learned that Song Qun beat Director Zhu's son in order to help him get angry, and more than 20 people were served in one pot.
They poked the big basket and things got very tricky.
It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and I was afraid of something.