"What's that?"

"I don't know," Jiang Wanzhou came out from behind and took the gift box handed over by the servant.

Liang Jinghe this year, more than fifty years old, in a high position, many dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital are attached to him, the Liang family is prominent, and the prestige has continued since a hundred years ago, and it is a rare three generations in the entire Z country.

Jiang Wanzhou married him at the age of thirty, and held two in three years just to secure the position of Mrs. Liang.

For more than 20 years, her husband is in a high position, and she has both children and daughters.

Liang Jinghe walked over and watched Jiang Wanzhou unwrap the package with a knife, and the harsh sound of the knife cutting the tape was particularly harsh in the quiet morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Layers of packaging wrap around an object.

She peeled off the foam paper layer by layer until she revealed a photo frame, in which was a photo of a family of three, in which she was young and beautiful, wearing a floral dress, two braids, holding a milk doll in her arms, and her first husband Lu Chu stood beside her.

No matter how you look at this photo, it gives people a sense of the quiet years of that era, and no one can break it.

Back then, she decided to leave, and before leaving, she pulled Lu Chu to take this only group photo.

I thought it was to keep a thought, but I didn't expect that this photo would become a sharp knife that stabbed her thirty years later.

Thirty years ago, the bullet came and hit the center of the eyebrow.

When Jiang Wanzhou saw the photo, her breath tightened, and she hurriedly threw the photo into the box, which was amazingly fast.

Seeing this, Liang Jinghe beside him pressed the corners of his lips down slightly, and reached out to support her shoulder.

Wen Yan reminded lightly: "There are also envelopes inside." ”

"I don't want to see it," Jiang Wanzhou resisted.

Liang Jinghe sighed slightly, reached out and picked up the envelope in the box and was about to open it, but Jiang Wanzhou snatched it away, probably because he didn't want people to see her fragile side.

Hurriedly unwrap the envelope.

What caught my eye was a handwritten letter, strong and strong, printed through the back of the paper.

Mrs. Wanzhou:

Happy New Year, I am deeply surprised and frightened to receive your gift, I Lu Jing'an has never been in vain in this life.

About 25 years ago during the Spring Festival, my father and I lived in the family building of Beijing-Hong Kong University, and received a New Year's gift from you.

Thirty years of calm life has become a part of our lives, and this part has been broken by your appearance, there are three migrations of Meng's mother in ancient times, and there are also injuries Zhongyong, I hope you can abide by the choice of thirty years ago, and do not change your original intention.

After receiving your gift, I went to the dilapidated building that was about to be demolished overnight and turned out this photo, brushed off the dust with my own hands, wiped it clean, wrapped it in layers of protection, and used a special plane to send it to you urgently for 800 miles, worried that you would not receive it, and hoped that when you saw this photo, you would be alert to the choices you made back then.

Inscribed:

Abandoned son, Lu Jing'an.

On closer inspection, the point on the head of the discarded word, because the pen and ink were too forceful, penetrated the back of the paper, forming a huge black dot.

After Jiang Wanzhou read the letter, layers of cold sweat broke out in her palms,

Fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

Alert??

Well, well, she was pregnant in October, and the child she gave birth made her vigilant.

God knows how much courage she gave herself to let him into this world.

Now, this child she desperately brought to the world has become a thorn in her heart.

The slender fingertips kneaded the letter together little by little, and his face was hideous, and he couldn't wait to rush to Lu Jing'an at this moment and slap him a few times.

This is the person she brought to this world at the risk of her life against the wind of secular public opinion.

If he is not grateful, he just stabbed her with a sharp knife.

"Evening boat?"

"I'll be quiet, you can ask the kitchen man to make dumplings for you!"

Jiang Wanzhou stroked her husband's hand and left the living room straight into the study on the first floor.

Liang Yuxin went downstairs and happened to see this scene, and her surprised gaze fell on Liang Jinghe: "Dad, what's wrong with my mother?" ”

"It's fine."

"What is this?"

"Didn't you say that it was taboo to send things to other people's homes on the first day of the new year?"

"Who is so ignorant? Didn't anyone teach? ”

Liang Yuxin walked to the table and saw the contents of the cardboard box, picked it up and looked at it: "Isn't this when my mother was young?" Who is this man and this child? ”

"Your mother was young, don't be curious."

Liang Jinghe took the album and left his daughter alone in place, stunned.

When I walked to the dining room, I heard the aunt inside chatting in fragments before I entered.

"Aren't it taboo to give gifts to people's homes on the first day of the new year? Why is this person so ignorant? ”

"I heard that it is the son of Mrs. Wanzhou's first marriage."

"So ignorant? No wonder it's a child who hasn't been taught by his mother. ”

"Who knows? The grievances and grievances in the wealthy family are not clear to us, I recently heard that the child looks very similar to Mrs. Wanzhou, eyebrows and eyes, at first glance, you can know that these two are mother and son, and they are the richest man in Beijing and Hong Kong at a young age, but it's a pity! ”

"If this kind of child is kept by his side, it is the glory of the family."

"If it is the child of the Liang family, four generations is not a problem."

"Alas————" In the sigh of the servant, this conversation ended, Liang Yuxin stood at the door, listened to the four words of the richest man in Beijing and Hong Kong, turned upstairs and turned on the computer.

Before the Baidu page came out, she thought that this person was about forty years old, but until Lu Jingan's image came out, she was shocked.......

In the year of its establishment, he became the richest man in Beijing and Hong Kong, and this kind of attainment beat many successors carefully cultivated by wealthy families.

"Lu Jing'an," Liang Yuxin pondered this person.

After thinking for a moment, a phone call was dialed to Xiao Beirin.

"Ask whom?"

"Lu Jing'an."

Xiao Beirin had just gotten up on this day, and was packing up and preparing to go downstairs to pay New Year's greetings to his elders, when he received a call from Liang Yuxin, and was a little surprised, this eldest lady of the Liang family has never been ignorant of the world, and has been well protected by her family, and has never seen the sinister world, let alone the filth of people's hearts.

Just today, asked about Lu Jingan?

Did you hear something?

"Ask him what to do?"

"What kind of man is he?"

Xiao Beirin has always been frank, although he is a rival in love, he will not belittle others to elevate himself.

"Young talent, young and promising, King Kong means, hard-hearted, not a good person, but not a bad person either."