I wonder if he suspects himself, and if he does, will he end up like his father?
Looking at him and thinking about what happened to her dad made her feel a little chilly inside.
“Well, just talk to Dad about what you’re looking for. The photos from when you were a kid, Dad still has them!” Zhuo Zhenbang appeared to be in a good mood, his eyes didn’t linger much on the computer, with an unguarded look. Instead, he walked over to the bar, smoothly drew two tall glasses out of the cabinet, pulled the corks out of his hands, and poured two glasses of wine in a manageable manner.
Looking at the two cups of orange-colored liquid, Zige was a bit dumbfounded. It was only then that she remembered that Zhuo Yunruo had a good capacity for alcohol. This was something that even Lan Yu Feng had overlooked.
“Come, accompany dad for a few sips.” Zhuo Zhenbang couldn’t have been more natural, handing over the wine glass to Zigong.
He looked at her with deep eyes, the bottom of his eyes were full of compassion that made people move, “You haven’t come back for so long, Dad always felt empty in his heart. In the past, I was used to letting you accompany me to drink some wine before going to sleep, and then you married him …”
Speaking of Lan Yufeng, Zhuo Zhenbang has a somber color in the bottom of his eyes, lifting his eyes to look at Zige, his face is full of guilt, “Dad knows that it’s aggravating you, making it difficult for you. These years, in fact, Dad has always felt ashamed of you …”
With a deep sigh, the air suddenly became much heavier. Looking at the ‘loving father’ in front of her who spoke from the heart, Zi Ge’s feelings became complicated for a moment. If one didn’t feel it personally, how would one know that a murderer also had moments of tenderness?
“Dad, those were all in the past, it’s all in the past.” She barely raised a smile, holding the wine in her hand, not daring to drink it carelessly.
“Yes, all in the past, today is a happy day, we also do not mention those things that make people sad. But …” Zhuo Zhenbang looked at his daughter with some regret, “It’s just a pity that Tang Yao Yang now has a proper woman following up and following out around him. These two years did not find you, he may not have patience.” .
“Yes?” Zige smiled perfunctorily, not taking it to heart.
Zhuo Zhenbang took a sip of wine and smiled when he saw that Zige didn’t move, “Why don’t you drink? Taste it, it’s brewed by dad himself, wasn’t it your favorite drink before?”
Looking at the glass of wine, Zige was completely guilty, “Dad, I … actually feel a little uncomfortable and want to go to bed early.”
“This wine is another sleep aid. Come on, let’s take a sip like before. Dad’s body can’t stay up either, so he needs to go to bed early.” Zhuo Zhenbang said, first tilting his head back and bashfully drying a glass of wine. Zi Ge was terrified in her heart, but if she didn’t drink, wouldn’t it be too suspicious?
Solely gritting his teeth, he touched Zhuo Zhenbang’s empty cup, “Dad, I’ll drink with you.”
Said, eyes closed, neck tilted, a mouthful of wine completely poured into the throat. That burning sensation surged, she choked and coughed twice, Zhuo Zhenbang hurriedly put down the cup, painfully patted her back, “Drinking too quickly, is it important?”
“I’m fine.” Zige blushed and waved her hand, trying to act like she was fine, “Dad, you go to bed first, I’ll take a shower and I should be asleep in a little while too.”
“Then dad won’t bother you anymore.” Only then did Zhuo Zhenbang go out, and before he brought the door with him, he couldn’t help but come back to talk to his daughter and give her a few words of advice. Closing the door, Zi Ge leaned against it, only feeling that the wine was burning badly in her stomach, making her retch.
Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and flopped down on the veggie counter in a fit of dry heaving, but couldn’t vomit anything.
A little tired, Zige threw herself on the bed. Staring at the pale ceiling and looking at the unfamiliar room, she only felt a little dizzy from everything in front of her. However, the thoughts could not help but think of the two people at home …
Little Bean must be asleep by now.
Where’s Lan Yu Feng? Still busy, I’m afraid.
Is it drunk? Obviously, I just met him this morning, but now I really miss him and the baby …
Zige reluctantly sat up and fished her cell phone out of her bag, suddenly wanting to call him. But would it seem too clingy to chase after the phone this late?
Smiled a little, in the end did not press the number, just clicked on the cell phone photo album. Happily watching her child’s photos one by one swept past in front of her eyes, and then, her movement paused on that photo of Lan Yu Feng’s apron, and she couldn’t help but raise the corners of her lips, thinking of the current relationship between them, her heart couldn’t help but cross a trace of sweetness.
Late at night in the study, Lan Yu Feng handed a bank card to Yan Nan, “Give this to Geng Jing and tell her to disappear from my sight as soon as possible.”
People who no longer had any use for him, he no longer needed.
Yan Nan took it silently and looked at the man sitting in the main seat.
Under the light, the color of his eyes flickered, making it difficult to speculate. Yan Nan said, “The test results that Madam got today surprised me, and I thought that you wouldn’t change the test results.”
“I am not changing the outcome.” Lan Yu Feng lifted his eyes slightly, “It’s just a random hair pulled from me.”
He lazily compared his hair.
Yan Nan nodded slightly, his heart sort of understanding.
In fact, no matter what the outcome was, it couldn’t change Meng Zige’s heart to go to Zhuo Zhenbang. If that was the case, why did Sir not let her know the true outcome? He had never been a person who would be redundant.
The only explanation, perhaps, is that there is only one …
He hoped that there was no such thing as an unholy grudge between them. Even if they were nothing more than a self-deception.
“Sir, if Madame does get the information back, what do you plan to do next?” Yan Nan asked, unable to help but feel a little worried. When the truth of everything was revealed, how should Meng Zige handle herself?
In the face of Yan Nan’s question, Lan Yu Feng’s expression did not change, “It’s very simple next get the password from Meng Yuhui’s hand, then …”
He paused, his eyes deepened, but his voice became softer and softer, “Game, over.”
I don’t know if it was his own illusion, Yan Nan always felt that his voice was covered with a thin layer of gray, and it actually sounded a bit obscure.
He did not take the liberty of answering, and the study, for a moment, fell into a kind of unbounded silence.
In the middle of the day, Lan Yu Feng silently drew open the drawer in his hand and took out an ID card and handed it to Yan Nan. Yan Nan looked at it suspiciously, it was originally Zi Ge’s ID card.
“Is this …?” He was a little puzzled.
“Open an account with this ID card tomorrow and transfer 500w up.” Lan Yu Feng simply commanded, as if this was a very casual matter that didn’t require much consideration.
“Calling madam?” Yan Nan was really a bit puzzled.
Lan Yu Feng gave him a sullen look. A few words spilled out from his lips, looking cold and oozing in such a night.
“Sort of makes up for it.”
Yan Nan was still stunned for a moment.
It really seems like it’s time for it all to end …
Although I had known that Mr. did everything in a clean and clear manner, leaving no room for error, and this was exactly what I admired about him. But I didn’t expect that he would be the same with Meng Zige this time.
Cruel and ruthless.
To be cruel when you clearly have feelings for her is to torture her, or to torture yourself?
After Yan Nan left, Lan Yu Feng’s complexion changed slightly. Tiredly, he threw himself into the leather sofa, his eyebrows suddenly tightening to the point of pain. He leaned there with his head tilted back, gazing at the sparkling crystal lights on the ceiling.
Streams of light sank into his eyes, but only a dull layer of gray remained.
Hand, touching the cell phone. Stares at the screen, hesitates, but scratches the phone open and dials an all-too-familiar string of numbers out.
Zige was lying on her bed, staring at the picture and giggling. The phone rang violently just then, startling her. The smile couldn’t help but widen when she saw the name flashing on it.
Taking a deep breath, he hid the racing of his heart before picking up the phone.
“Why are you up so late?” Although, it was very tempting to act a little less concerned, the moment she opened her mouth her voice unconsciously became soft.
“What are you doing?” His voice, coming from the other end, was indescribably sexy.
“It’s already lying in the bedchamber. How about you?” Ziggy rolled over and laughed softly.
There was some itch on her arm, she scratched it, then she heard him calling her name softly over there, she answered softly, and the next second, his words gave her a dreamy illusion.
“I’m thinking of you now …”
Ziggy blinked.
Did she mishear him? He, actually, would say such words? That night she had confessed to him with such excitement, and he had merely responded with a kiss.
“Zige?” Not hearing an answer, Lan Yu Feng called out again.
Ziggy snapped back to her senses, pursed her lips, and whispered, “I am.”
He had never been an expressive person, so the deterrent effect of a ‘thinking of you’ was too much, sweeter than ten sweet words.
Hearing her reply, Lan Yu Feng over there in turn did not make a sound, and only his steady breathing could be heard through the airwaves. The inner fluctuations of the two people, however, could be transmitted to each other through such silence.
I don’t know if it was my own fault, but I always felt that his breathing was a bit heavy.
“Something on your mind?” Ziggy asked delicately.
“Did Zhuo Zhenbang get suspicious?” Without answering Zi Ge’s words, he instead asked Trail, not moving to change the subject.
Ziggy rolled over, also a little unsure, “I don’t know, I brought his computer over tonight, but I didn’t find the file Geng Jing was talking about.”
“He gave the computer to you?” Lan Yu Feng was a bit surprised.
“Hmm. I could tell that he really loved Zhuo Yunruo, so when I asked him for the computer, he gave it to me after only a little hesitation.”
Lan Yu Feng didn’t make a sound over there, looking thoughtful. Zige hugged a pillow and flopped on the bed, saying somewhat drunkenly, “Just now he brought a bottle of wine over and asked me to drink with him.”
“You drank it?” Lan Yu Feng’s brow furrowed.
“Of course.” Zige nodded over here, “Otherwise, Zhuo Zhenbang will definitely get suspicious. However, it seems like I’m a bit allergic again, and now I’m all over the place.”
She sat up and slid her arms behind her, scratching her back.
“Why don’t you find an excuse to push it off?” Lan Yu Feng’s tone was somber, as if he was somewhat blaming her for not knowing how to mediate.
“He’s talking in a grandiose manner, and I can’t talk to him.” Zige expressed her innocence.
“Stupid.” Lan Yu Feng’s tone was as bad as it could be.
“Hey!” Ziggy was upset, “What kind of boyfriend are you?”
At a time like this, it was fine if he didn’t comfort her or care for her, but at least he shouldn’t have fallen on his sword like that, right? Thanks to that, she was almost bought off by his words ‘thinking of you’ just now.
However, his next cold words drove Ziggy even more crazy.
“I’m hanging up.”
Leaving such three words behind, without even waiting for Zi Ge to say the word ‘good’, he hung up the phone.
Clean, sharp and relentless.
Listening to the ‘beeping’ busy sound coming from the other end of the phone, Zige was frustrated to the core. This man! Does this look like he misses her? So, that sentence just now should have been nonsense!
Hanging up the phone and lifting up her sleeve again to look at the small dots that had surfaced on her body, Ziggy couldn’t help but get a little frustrated.