Chapter 942: Enemy

"Do you still care about the past?" He Tiantian knew why he hit her.

"What do you say?" Ji Shaosi looked at her coldly.

"Vinegar jar! It's all gone. He Tiantian tapped his forehead and comforted him.

He pressed her backhand in response.

After a long time,

Ji Shaosi looked at her blushing, suppressed his other thoughts about her, and picked her up.

"Get out for a walk! Your body is so bad. ”

The two of them came to the small garden at the back.

He Tiantian saw the swing on the edge of the pavilion and ran over directly.

"I'm going to swing!"

She sat on the swing and looked up at him, her eyes clear like a clear spring.

"Okay." He stood behind her and nudged her.

"He Tiantian."

"Huh?"

"We're engaged, do you want to inform him?" Ji Shaosi's hand paused.

He Tiantian was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a long time, "I will post the news of the engagement in my circle of friends." ”

。。。。

Fu Group.

Fu Xin looked down at the photo in his hand, his brows furrowed.

The phone rang suddenly.

He raised his eyes to look at the mobile phone on the table, and when he saw the caller ID, his face suddenly became solemn.

He swiped his hand across the screen and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Brother, I found out, that person's name is Lan Yi, he is a noble brother in City B, the kind with a high status, it can't be him!

Whoever is full and has nothing to do, the uncle is not appropriate, go and be a little brother!

Or risking your life......"

The person on the other side of the phone said that he suddenly stopped talking.

"Five years ago, during that time, did you find out what happened to him?

When did he and He Tiantian meet? ”

He and He Tiantian are college classmates, who went to school at A University six years ago, and he seems to like He Tiantian at that time, and they all know it in their circle.

Then I can't find out his whereabouts five years ago, he is in that kind of school, and he has this special identity, and the file is confidential, so I can't find it. ”

"Okay, I got it. You keep looking. ”

Fu Xin hung up the phone after speaking.

He put his phone to the left and looked at the middle-aged man with sunglasses and a sven face in the middle of the photo.

"Father-in-law, I should be looking for the person who killed you back then!

That traitor! ”

Fu Xin looked down at the little ruffian with yellow hair and height who stood out from the crowd,

His gloomy eyes, staring at the man, looking at his face, his hands clenched into fists, his nails embedded in the flesh, and countless blood flowed, and he didn't realize it.

No wonder I couldn't find it, no wonder I kept rummaging through City A and couldn't find this person.

It turned out that it wasn't from City A.

It turns out that the identity is so special.

His mind went back to more than twenty years ago.

He was eight years old that year, and his father not only bankrupted the family, but also abused him and her mother.

His mother ended up being humiliated and hanged herself.

Leave him alone.

His father not only did not regret his mother's death, but intensified it.

The family's house was mortgaged, his grandparents severed the father-son relationship with him, and relatives and friends stopped lending him money.

Defeated, he finally hit his son's head with his idea.

An 8-year-old boy, thin and weak, but very delicate.

He wanted to sell him to those places in the mountains where there were no sons.

On that stormy night, he overheard his father's phone and ran away.