Yu Shisheng stayed in the old study of Yu Mansion all night.

There were a lot of books scattered on the sofa, on the floor, and on the desk, all of them were yellowed and mutilated ancient books.

The words on the inside pages of the book are obscure.

Who is Yu Shisheng?

The genius of the Yu family's generation.

Since he was a child, under the teaching of Yu Rong, he will only learn more than others.

The ignorance of complaining when he was young has now become a kind of snickering.

The unknown hard work and dedication may seem cruel, but it is also the only capital that he can survive in this jackal, tiger and leopard society now.

I can understand it, and I don't ask for help.

He spent a lot of time reading the information that the Yu family had handed down from beginning to end.

Thickness varies.

That's more than 60 books.

Most of it goes by in a flash, only stopping and looking at it a few more times when there are people and things in the content that make him wonder.

Yu Shisheng couldn't say how he felt at this time.

It turned out that Wen Qing really existed in history.

The content of those fragments and the strokes and strokes have all appeared in her figure to a greater or lesser extent.

Especially from the first generation of the Yu family.

Her name was not left in her ancestral home.

Every heir of the Yu family may have heard that story told by the previous head of the family. It's just that over time, the version of the story is not as clear as it was at the beginning. Perhaps no one mentions it anymore.

Her past comes to life.

Yu Shisheng can barely piece together the incomplete story relatively completely.

I just don't know if it's the right way to understand it.

He took out the portrait from the Yu family's treasure house and hung it in the center of the study, an open portrait.

The woman is dignified, beautiful, confident, and generous......

To say that the woman in this portrait really has the momentum to look down on the world, Wen Qing is more like a naughty child who has not grown up.

Can the same person's personality difference be so big?

What has she experienced in the past?

Thousands of years!

It was a gap that Yu Shisheng could not cross in his life.

He came in for too long, and even Uncle Wang stepped forward and knocked on the door with some worry.

Yu Shisheng opened the door and rubbed his tired eyes.

"Ou Zhe didn't see you when he went to the apartment, you didn't answer the phone, and called back to the old house."

"I know, I'll give him back later, it's hard work, let's go down and rest!"

Uncle Wang caught a glimpse of the messy area in the house and asked worriedly.

"Is there anything you need help with?"

Since last night, he drove home in the middle of the night, and his face was not very good. I plunged into the study and never went out again, it was almost noon.

"It's okay, it's all settled."

Yu Shisheng opened the closed curtains in the room. The blinding eyes shone into the house, and when I saw the time, I was shocked to realize that so much time had passed.

Ou Zhe received the phone call and was still in front of the apartment.

Last night, the boss left him and Guan Lie to go home with Wen Qing first, and no one was there this morning.

He got up early in the morning and asked people to get up and go to work with breakfast, but the boss was gone, and the boss lady was nowhere to be found.

Neither of them seems to be at home.

"Rest today, don't go to the company. You call and ask the vice president to look at the dots. By the way, you just said that there is no one at home? ”

Wen Qing couldn't have opened the door when he heard the bell.

"Miss Wen doesn't seem to be in the apartment."

Where will she go?

"I see."

Yu Shisheng turned on the location on his phone, thinking that he would see a red dot on the map.

The results were not indicated, and I couldn't help but be a little worried.

Yu Shisheng, who was going to sleep at home for a few hours, grabbed the car keys and walked out.

(End of chapter)