Morning, the Heir

Chapter 957: Already disappeared

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The meal almost ended in the noise of Tang Fengmo and Gu Ning.

Elder Zhuang liked the excitement at home very much, and said kindly to Gu Ning: "Ning girl, please stay here, you young couple will spend more time with my old man."

Gu Ning nodded: "Understood, Grandpa."

"housekeeper."

After Zhuang's old words fell, the housekeeper came out of the kitchen with a cup of soup and brought it to Gu Ning: "Girl, you are weak, and grandpa specially asked the kitchen to boil it for you. Drink it while it's hot, and keep fit." bodily."

"Grandpa, what did you just say? Who is weak? I heard right, she is as strong as a cow, and you still let her make up. Compared with her, I am weak. Why don't you give it to me?" Make up for it, eccentric!"

"What do you want, a big man!" Mr. Zhuang stared at him, got up and left.

Tang Fengmo stretched his neck and shouted at him, "Need to mend!"

As he said that, he snatched the soup cup from Gu Ning's hand, sprayed his saliva on it, and then asked cheaply, "I'll help you cool down, cool down."

Gu Ning looked at his childish behavior with cold eyes, got up and left calmly.

Tang Fengmo was very proud, he raised his head and gulped down the whole tonic soup, a wave of heat spread from his body to his limbs and bones.

He smacked his lips and looked at the butler: "What kind of tonic soup is this? It's so amazing. Is there any more? Have another bowl."

The housekeeper smiled slightly: "Dabu's soup, come on, bring another bowl to the young master."

Tang Fengmo drank three bowls in a row, and his face felt hot from being burned.

There was a sudden surge of inexhaustible energy in his body.

"There is such a good tonic soup at home, why have I never drank it before? It's too careless. The old man is really eccentric."

As he spoke, he hiccupped and walked out of the restaurant.

Outside, Leng Yihuang had something to ask Mr. Zhuang, and the two had already gone to Mr. Zhuang's study.

Lin Xiaomi and Gu Ning were left chatting in the living room.

Tang Fengmo came out, made a provocative gesture, and raised his eyebrows at Gu Ning: "My young master is surging with energy and blood now, do you want to compete again, I guarantee that you will be beaten all over the place."

"Go away!" Gu Ning sent him two words directly.

"I know you're scared, well, I'll let you off if I'm in a good mood."

As he said that, he walked over and sat down beside her, took the apple on the table and ate it.

Lin Xiaomi was asking Gu Ning for kung fu advice, and Gu Ning told her that she could try to learn Taekwondo.

Lin Xiaomi looked at Tang Fengmo leaning almost half of his body on Gu Ning's body... rubbing...

Why is the whole person a little... Restless.

"What's wrong with you, you have no bones." Gu Ning looked at the man with his chin resting on his shoulder, the handsome face that was close at hand, red like a monkey's butt.

"Tang Fengmo, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?" Lin Xiaomi saw that his expression was not very good, as if he had a fever.

Tang Fengmo shook his head vigorously: "Could it be that the mending is too much, and the nose is about to bleed."

"No, I have to take a cold shower." Then she jumped up and ran upstairs.

"He looks like this, why don't you go and see him?" Lin Xiaomi reminded.

Gu Ning shook his head: "Don't worry about him, I don't know what happened to him again." He said so, but his eyes couldn't help looking upstairs.

...

"Mr. Zhuang, do you remember that more than twenty years ago, about twenty-five or six years ago, did any high-ranking official in Kyoto have an extramarital affair?"

Mr. Zhuang didn't expect that what Leng Yihuang wanted to tell him was this matter.

"How would I know this, why did I suddenly remember to ask this?"

"Then is there a woman surnamed Hong who had something to do with a high-ranking official and died unexpectedly later?"

How could Mr. Zhuang know about such a private matter? Twenty-five or six years ago, he was still training the army most of the time.

Surname Hong

Mr. Zhuang suddenly heard something, and his face changed suddenly.

"Elder Zhuang knows such a woman?" Leng Yihuang asked hastily.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know."

Leng Yihuang looked at him deeply: "If Mr. Zhuang remembers something, I hope you can tell me the truth."

"I really don't know. How would I know about other people's extramarital affairs? I'm not a gossip reporter."

Elder Zhuang didn't want to say it, and Leng Yihuang couldn't force it, but he felt that Elder Zhuang should know something about the moment of astonishment just now.

"Why did Master Leng suddenly ask about this woman?"

"I'm just guessing something, and I'll tell Mr. Zhuang when it's confirmed." Leng Yihuang paused and said, "Mr. Zhuang still remembers my aunt, Leng Rouran? She was pregnant before she was married, until Leng Shao Yang was five years old, so he was brought back, does Mr. Zhuang know who Leng Shaoyang's father is?"

"I have to think about this. When your aunt was young, she was gentle and charming. Many princes from the capital wanted to marry your aunt, but she just fell in love with a poor boy who was working in other places. She wanted to marry her no matter what. He, Mr. President, firmly disagrees, but your aunt would rather sever ties with the family and marry that person."

"Later your aunt moved out to live with that poor boy. I don't know what happened. It seems that the poor boy was married in his hometown. His wife came to look for her, and there was a lot of trouble. Yes, it became a big joke in Kyoto. Mr. President was furious and wanted to kill him. Your aunt disappeared after that, and after a few years, she came back with Leng Shaoyang. Mr. President did not allow him to enter the house. Yes, my heart softened later, I have my own blood after all, and it is pity that he has no father, so let him be surnamed Leng, although he is a grandson, but if he is surnamed Leng, he will be raised as a grandson."

"I don't know much about your aunt. At that time, I was mostly in the army. This kind of thing happened to Mr. President's only baby daughter. The news must be completely blocked. What happened to that poor boy? I don't know, but seeing your aunt living overseas alone for so many years and refusing to come back, she probably hasn't forgotten him yet."

Mr. Zhuang said, and sighed: "This Leng Shaoyang, I really didn't expect him to be so vicious and ambitious. Mr. President may regret it now. If I knew today, I shouldn't have left him in the President. government."

"It's the same with your aunt. Such a big thing happened. Fortunately, she can still stay, and she doesn't say that she will come back to take care of her son. The whole country S will change."

"My aunt has disappeared a long time ago." Leng Yihuang said suddenly.

"What?"

In fact, when Leng Yihuang first suspected Leng Shaoyang, he had already sent someone to find Leng Rouran, but Leng Rouran was not in New Zealand at all. Some local people recognized her and said that she had completely disappeared in recent years. She has no contact with the outside world and has never stepped out of the gate of the villa. Occasionally, she can be seen basking in the sun on the balcony on the second floor, but she has completely disappeared in recent months.