Lin Wei'an glanced at the distance a few more times and didn't speak.

When the two returned to the playground, Yu Congli was sitting in her original position, chatting with Lu Huanhuan.

In the middle of the circle, a classmate was doing a performance, and the music was loud.

Lin Wei'an brought by Jiang Nan was the flower of the Department of Finance, and some of the male students present immediately moved their eyes from the young lady dancing in the middle to Lin Wei'an.

Lin Wei'an didn't know that they were engaged in team building here, and they were still wearing the most ordinary black T-shirt and white jeans.

A pair of large long white legs exposed to the air, straight and slender, are very good-looking.

"Senior sister, senior sister, which senior sister is this."

"Senior Sister Jiang is surrounded by big beauties."

"Yes, yes, don't you want to introduce me?"

The students were all coaxing, and Lin Wei'an sat between Lu Huanhuan and herself with an indifferent face.

"It's my friend, not our department, watching the show."

Jiang Nan couldn't stand the noise of these people.

She turned her head to look at Yu Congli, who was sitting next to Lu Huanhuan, and asked politely.

"Teacher Yu, why are you here too?"

"If you have nothing to do, I just came out to walk, but I didn't expect to see you guys building here, so I came to join in the fun."

Yu Congli raised her voice and responded to her.

The music next to him was loud, and if he didn't make it louder, the music would have overshadowed his voice.

Jiang Nan nodded at him.

The next thing is playtime.

Lin Wei'an was obviously not very interested, she leaned her head on Jiang Nan, and her small mouth was long.

"Auntie, my dad is gone again, I guess he won't necessarily come back for the New Year."

"Why?"

Jiang Nan's hand was placed on her shoulder and patted gently.

"His temper, if it weren't for you and Uncle this time, he wouldn't have come back, and if he came back this time, he probably wouldn't have come back for the New Year."

Lin Wei'an felt sad in his heart.

Over the years, Lin Hua didn't seem to have taken care of her daughter.

It's always been dispensable, and I haven't taken her to heart at all.

Her mother died early, and since she was a child, Lin Hua has always been outside, and she doesn't know what to do.

In the past, elementary and junior high school parent-teacher meetings, grandma used to be okay and grandma went.

Later, the family was empty, and my grandmother's body was not good, and her parent-teacher meeting position was always empty.

It is rare to see Lin Hua once a year, and he is in a hurry, and he leaves again.

It's as if there have never been any people or things in this family that he deserves to remember.

Like this time, he had been here for the longest time.

But she still didn't see him every day.

Occasionally, Lin Hua asked her the most about her uncle and aunt, or about her family.

In fact, she is quite helpless, sometimes she wants her father to care more about herself, but she is embarrassed to say it.

"Senior Sister Jiang, and Senior Sister Lu, come and play."

Lin Wei'an was still faintly sad here, and the students over there had already beckoned Jiang Nan and Lu Huanhuan to play.

Lin Wei'an couldn't keep occupying her, so he pushed her arm.

"Go ahead, auntie."

"You're with you?"

"I'm still forgetting, I'm not familiar with it, I'm shy."

Hearing Lin Wei'an say that he was shy, Jiang Nan's eyes widened in disbelief.

While stretching out his hand to pull her up, he said, "You can pull it, why are you still shy, let's go." ”

In the end, Lin Wei'an was still pulled into the crowd by his aunt.

Lu Huanhuan has a liberal personality, so he played with these juniors present very openly, and he was not restrained at all.

After all, Jiang Nan has been in contact with some of them for a while, so he is relatively familiar, and it is okay.

However, Lin Wei'an was standing next to Jiang Nan, and he would only make a move when it was her turn occasionally.

It's clear that the interest is not high.

……

The next morning, in the president's office on the top floor of the International Building

Rong Yi walked into the office with a document and a heavy face, and behind him was a young man wearing a simple black T-shirt and trousers.

The man walked into the office and sat down on the couch casually, without the slightest scruples.

"Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry, we've only found these for so long."

Lin Shen raised his head, his gaze swept over the man on the sofa, and finally landed on the document handed by Rong Yi.

"Plainly."

"During the investigation, it is obvious that someone is aware of it, and we are always on guard, but any information leakage will be destroyed as quickly as possible.

But according to the information you provided, we have only found a little bit of information about my wife's biological mother.

Mrs. Mother's surname is Jiang, a single name is a shadow character, she gave birth to a wife at the age of 24, and died of illness at the age of 31......"

Rong Yi obviously paused when he said this, and because of his pause, the man couldn't help but look up.

"What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong here, the documents we found in the system show that Ms. Jiang died of illness at the age of 31.

But...... According to the doctors and nurses who received the treatment at the time, Ms. Jiang was not suffering from an ordinary illness.

It was the radiation on her body that was as high as 70 percent of what the human body could bear.

It is not so much that she died of illness, but that she ...... Death after the body is overloaded. ”

"Radiation?"

Lin Shenjun's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

He looked at the document in his hand, his gaze falling on the last place of residence.

"Was the radiation in that place very bad?"

"No, I've looked into all of this, and all the data at the time showed that everything was fine, and there was nothing wrong with it. It's not a chemical site. ”

The man's lips pursed, and the hand on the paper tightened slightly.

"What did Jiang Ying do in the seven years that she gave birth to Jiang Nan?"

"This, I can't find it."

Rong Yi shook his head, and then he said as if he remembered something: "Mr. Lin, look at the back again, it may be about his wife." ”

Lin Shen turned to the second page, looked down ten lines at a glance, and finally fell to the column of Jiang Ying's children.

Death.

After that, there is some simple identity information about Jiang Nan, and the same information before the age of seven is completely blank.

The man suddenly took a deep breath.

It should have been said that if a person has survived in this society, there will definitely be a little bit of evidence left.

is not only Jiang Ying's, but even Jiang Nan's, there is no living material at all in those seven years, as if someone deliberately erased it.

And the most bizarre thing is that after Jiang Ying's death, her children were actually beaten with death certificates after January of the same year.

But Jiang Nan could indeed see and touch it beside him.

"Death?"

Lin Shen didn't investigate Jiang Nan's identity information from the beginning.

It's just that it wasn't as detailed as it is now, starting with her past when she was a child.