Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 111
"Isn't it here yet?" It's been half an hour.

Meng Wu drank a few sips of water irritably, and his mustache trembled excitedly.

The little assistant Jiang Wen held the steering wheel, "Brother Meng, don't worry, it should be fine soon. Now that it's National Day, there will inevitably be some congestion."

"You said the same thing half an hour ago."

Meng Wu glanced out the window.

There are relatively few people on the sidewalks on both sides of the road. At this point, most people should have eaten hot food at home or in the mall. A man with a suitcase is particularly conspicuous. He looks like he is selling insurance in a suit.

"Look at them, they work so hard, and even sell insurance during the National Day holiday."

Meng Wu watched the man gradually go away. The car hadn't moved half a step, and he loosened the neckline irritably, "Okay, you can drive slowly, I'm walking, give me a present."

Jiang Wen obediently handed over the gift box, hesitatingly said: "Brother Meng, in case you are recognized..."

"Come on, I'm not a fresh meat, there are no one around me." After receiving the gift, Meng Wu scratched his hair, opened the door and got out of the car.

Xuancheng has just entered autumn, and the temperature drops even more at night.

Meng Wu who had just got out of the car shivered, wrapped his suit jacket tightly, and followed the navigation to walk quickly to Yunhao Hotel.

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"What's your father's name?"

Hang Zhou squatted down and asked softly.

"My father's name is Hang Shu, uncle, do you know my father?" The man named Hang Zhou in front of him is really like Hang Shu, like a twin brother.

Hang Zhou was slightly stunned, his brows were tightly frowned, and he always felt that he had heard this name somewhere before.

Nuo Hua gently comforted Hang Xinyi's emotions at the side.

Gu Huo watched from the side, this good show was really one after another, this birthday party was really worth it!

"Grandma Xiaohang's name is Li Lijuan, do you know her?"

Zhao Hua added that even if Hang Xinyi misidentified the person, the person surnamed Hang in front of him should be inextricably related to Xiao Hang.

"Little, little girl, your grandma's name is Li Lijuan?"

Hang Zhou was even more strange. He had held a funeral for his mother not long ago, and his mother's name was also Li Lijuan.

Hang Zhou grew up in the capital since he was a child. For so many years, Hang Zhou's father left a will before he died, telling his mother who and where, and then went to heaven.

He actually heard a lawyer mention that his father had allocated a portion of his inheritance separately as a bequest. The Hangzhou family was originally from a branch of the Hang family. The most valuable thing for the old man is the shares, and he doesn't have much cash. I don't care about the little money bequeathed...

Thinking about it now, the old man seems to be a man with a story.

Thinking of this, Hang Zhou felt more and more that the little girl in front of him was very similar to himself. Could this be the old man's biological son?

Look at the little girl, but this old man is always strong!
"Little girl, you are not in good health, don't be too emotional, I think we should be related..."

Hang Zhou came to Xuancheng to represent the face of the Hang family, so he couldn't expose his old man's faults in front of so many people.

"You can call me Uncle Hang. Uncle will go to the hospital to see you tomorrow, okay?"

Hang Zhou quietly hid a strand of hair on the wheelchair in his hand, smiling kindly.

"All right."

Hang Xinyi nodded obediently, looked at Nuohua, and showed a bright smile, "Brother Nuohua, I have an uncle!"

"Then congratulations Xiao Hang."

Nuo Hua glanced at Hang Zhou's hand, and an inexplicable glint flashed in his eyes.

Beijing.

hang home.

(End of this chapter)