Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 400 It Could Be Her Dad
The airplane is a symbol of the world, with which it flies over the wind and dust of all places.

After being off the ground for so long, the wandering mind finally found a landing on solid ground again.

Without stopping, he went straight to Yuancheng, Cheng Moqiong felt that he really needed to take a good rest.Traveling long distances is indeed tiring.

In the house that has been empty for more than a month, layers of dust have been covered, so that a clear track can be left wherever a finger passes.

Hu Qiaoguang is not in a hurry to return to Dongcheng today.Because after staying with Cheng Moqiong for so many days, if he suddenly left her alone at home, he was worried that she would not get used to it.

Hearing his decision, Cheng Moqiong said that he disliked it, but his heart was already full of joy, "Are you sure it's not that you don't want to part with me?"

Hu Qiaoguang obviously dotes on her very much, "Well, yes, it's because I don't want to part with you."

"Old Guang, I want to trouble you with one thing."

"There is no trouble between you and me. Your business is my business. If you have anything, just tell me."

"I want to sell this house in Yuancheng."

"Well, it's fine if you sell it. Sell it and come back to Dongcheng with me."

Cheng Haoqiong blushed and muttered, "Who said they want to live with you? Shameless."

"It's okay, if you don't live with me, then I will live with you instead. As long as you like it, you can say it any way."

I know poor mouth.Cheng Haoqiong rolled his eyes at him, and continued, "I want to find a place to live in Shanghai, so it will be more convenient for me to go to school in the future."

"My family also has real estate in Shanghai, you can live there."

"Eat yours, live yours, use yours. Do you want to keep me?"

"No, anyway, you're going to marry me in the end. Now, I'm raising a daughter-in-law."

Cheng Haoqiong coquettishly embarrassed, "Who said I will marry you in the future?"

"If you don't marry me, who do you want to marry?"

"I don't marry anyone."

"Well, since you say so, let you marry me."

"Are you stupid? No boy ever gets married."

"No way, who told you not to marry?"

"Okay, stop playing. I'm telling you seriously."

"I'm serious too."

Cheng Moqiong puffed up her cheeks and stared at him without saying a word, so Hu Qiaoguang compromised and returned to the topic, "It's okay to help you find a house, but you really don't need to sell this villa. You can keep it here, As a memorial."

"Are you a nostalgic person?"

"Not really."

"Well, I'm not either. So, I think it's good to let some of the past be hidden in the memory, and there is no need to use these material things to load it."

"Have you thought about it?"

Cheng Haoqiong nodded emphatically to express his decisive determination, "En."

"Alright then, I'll send someone to deal with it for you."

"But I wonder if I can find the house in Shanghai first, and then deal with it here? I have some things that need to be put aside first."

"Row."

"When are you going back to East City?"

"What? You want to drive me away when it's over?"

Cheng Moqiong lowered her head, coquettishly embarrassed, "What's the matter! What are you talking about?"

Hu Qiaoguang didn't have any deep meaning at first, but when he saw Cheng Moqiong's reaction so strong, two blushes of shyness appeared on his face, and he was about to ask her what's the matter, only to hear Cheng Moqiong muttering in a low voice: "Many My brain doesn't know what it is."

Her dislike was so obvious that Hu Qiaoguang finally realized it.This little idiot thinks too much.

He chuckled, stroked her hair lovingly, and said jokingly, "Little Chengzi, what do you think I'm thinking?"

The pursed mouth was raised high, but the eyes were flickering and he dared not face him, "How would I know."

"Really?" The dangerous breath approached step by step, "I think Xiao Chengzi must have thought of something unsuitable for children."

This kind of evil smile is the most frightening.Cheng Moqiong stood up from his arms, "I didn't. I went back to my room to sleep."

Hu Qiaoguang has been away from Dongcheng for some time, and there are a lot of things in the company that need to be dealt with urgently when he goes back.No matter how reluctant he was, Hu Qiaoguang had no choice but to leave Cheng Zhuqiong's side temporarily.

Having been together for so many days, now suddenly I am left alone, and Bao Bao is here, but Cheng Zhuoqiong will inevitably feel a sense of loneliness in his heart.

Cheng Haoqiong was packing up her things, clearing away some things that could not be taken away and did not need to be taken away.

Bao Bao stood aside, helping from time to time, "Miss Chengzi, don't you want this too?"

In the open dressing cabinet, there is a mahogany box locked with a delicate silver lock.The things inside should be very precious, right?
This room is Cheng Wanqiong's bedroom.

When she found Cheng Wanqiong's diary and learned from it that she was not her biological daughter, she never stepped into this room again.If she didn't want to lose some valuable things in vain, she wouldn't have come in today.

In her memory, she had never seen this box before.Maybe she had seen it, but she definitely didn't have the idea of ​​wanting to open it.

Delicate locks require precise keys to unlock.And where is the key?

Everywhere she looked, it was obvious that the key she was looking for was not in the drawer.

Bao Bao saw her distress, turned around and went out, and when he came back, he found a wire from somewhere.

Cheng Haoqiong studied it carefully, but still couldn't unlock the lock, "Baozi, is there a way to open it?"

Bao Bao raised the wire in his hand, curled the corner of his mouth proudly and said, "Look at me."

She folded the wire, then inserted it into the keyhole, and fiddled with it a few times skillfully, the seemingly solid lock bounced open a gap.

Cheng Haoqiong exclaimed in amazement: "Yes! Baozi."

Bao Bao clapped her hands, the expression on her face was not modest at all, "It's a small thing."

Cheng Juqiong smiled at her embarrassed expression, and did not continue to answer her words.She is busy opening the secret wooden box.

Without the confinement of the lock, she gently opened the lid, and all the contents inside were presented in her field of vision.They are not glittering jewels, nor are they red and green certificates. The things inside are much more plain, and it can even be said that they are not worth much at all.

A small transparent glass bottle with tiny teeth inside, obviously the deciduous teeth of children.A childish crayon drawing in which a little girl is holding the hand of an adult is clearly a photo of a mother and daughter.

If these baby teeth had not allowed her to identify the owner of all this, then this picture told her the answer frankly and directly.

She remembered that this picture was drawn by herself, and it was her handiwork class homework when she was in kindergarten.The teacher said, Mother's Day is coming, and you all prepare a painting for your mother as a Mother's Day gift.

She was very good when she was a child and listened to the teacher very much.She carefully painted the picture imagined in her mind on the drawings, and then this picture that seemed to be full of love was born.

She knew that in other people's homework, besides mother, there was also father.Some people may also have older brothers and sisters or younger siblings.

At that time, she didn't understand why other people had so many friends appearing in their lives, but later she understood.Later, and now, she has a resentment that cannot be eliminated.At the same time, this kind of resentment is somewhat unbearable.

Cheng Moqiong still remembered that day, when the school bus took her to the door of her house, she hurried into the house.Before the shortness of breath calmed down, she threw the schoolbag on the sofa, unzipped the chain clumsily with her small hands, and took out this carefully prepared gift.

She excitedly ran to Cheng Wanqiong, and handed over the painting as if offering a treasure, "Mom, Happy Mother's Day!"

However, Cheng Wanqiong just glanced at it indifferently, then turned around and walked into the room without hesitation, leaving her alone to feel sad.

She never forgot the loss and pain of that moment.Probably since then, she knew that her mother didn't love herself.No, to be precise, she is not her mother.

Now, looking at these fragmentary things, all the bits and pieces about her and Cheng Wanqiong's life flooded into her mind.Cheng Zhuqiong never thought that Cheng Wanqiong would regard these humble things as treasures.She has really given a lot to herself, whether she has done well or not in all these years of caring for and nurturing herself.

Cheng Zhuqiong's vision began to become a little blurry, but when the tears were about to overflow her eyes, she took back all the feelings that had been accidentally leaked.

If she hadn't hurt her biological mother, maybe she would shed a teardrop of nostalgia for her.However, she did hurt her mother.

Cheng Moqiong was about to put these things back one by one, when his absent-minded eyes suddenly found a yellowed old photo at the bottom of the box.

The man in the photo is wearing a casual tracksuit, but his figure can still be seen to be tall and straight.The three-dimensional facial features are inlaid in the chiseled face, which is amazing at first glance.

In that age without ps, one can imagine that he was able to grow up like this, this is a rare and beautiful man in the prosperous age.

However, what made Cheng Moqiong unable to look away was that she always felt that this person looked very familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.

The solemn gaze seemed to see through this yellowed old photo, but he didn't figure out what was going on. Cheng Haoqiong really didn't want to let it go.

Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed between the furrowed brows.

This is Li Mingjun?
It didn't take long for this absurd idea to flash in her mind before dissipating on its own.

The person in the photo looks older and more mature than Li Mingjun, and such an old photo does not belong to this era.

But this person is really similar to Li Mingjun.Will there be any relationship between them?

Cheng Zhuoqiong was not interested in making any further guesses.Hu Qiaoguang said that there was a dispute between the Hu family and the Li family.Therefore, it was inconvenient for her and she didn't want to ask too much about Li Mingjun's matter.

However, what still puzzled Cheng Moqiong was, who is this person?Why is his picture here?What is his relationship with Cheng Wanqiong?Will he talk to himself...

Cheng Moqiong's thoughts were still drifting away a little bit, Bao Bao saw that she had been looking at this photo for so long, so she poked her head over and glanced curiously.

Although she hasn't practiced the ability of photographic memory yet, many faces of the rich and powerful families in China have already been engraved in her mind.Especially for this kind of outstanding appearance, it doesn't take much thinking to find a matching identity.

"Isn't this person Li Zhihuang from the Li Group?"

Cheng Haoqiong asked in surprise, "Do you know this person?"

Bao Bao shook his head honestly, "I don't know him. I just saw his picture."

"Who is he?"

"Li Zhihuang, the executive chairman of the Li Group."

Since Bao Bao knew his identity, she asked her own question by the way, "Is there any relationship between him and Li Mingjun?"

"Li Mingjun is his son." Bao Bao thought for a while and added, "Well, the only son."

"No wonder they look so similar. But why does she treasure Li Zhihuang's photo?"

This "she" replaced the title of "mother", and Bao Bao understood her reference thoughtfully.

"Because she likes Li Zhihuang so much, she even tried to intervene in Cheng Yue and Li Zhihuang's marriage."

"Cheng Yue?" Hearing this name, Cheng Moqiong's chest twitched in vain, "You mean the actress Cheng Yue?"

"Well, yes."

It turned out that the person she liked was Li Zhihuang.It turned out that the man she wanted to grab was Cheng Yue's husband.So did she snatch the child from Cheng Yue?
Cheng Haoqiong really wanted to stop herself from making such absurd guesses.How could she imagine that she was the daughter of such a big man?There must be some coincidence.

She tried her best to suppress the trembling in her heart, and confirmed again and again, "Baozi, are you sure the person she likes is Li Zhixuan? Besides him, she doesn't like anyone else?"

"According to the results of the survey of her interpersonal relationship network, she really only liked Li Zhihuang."

Yes.The members of the Cheng family have always hated Cheng Wanqiong so much, partly because she has been pestering Li Zhihuang, trying to destroy the relationship between Cheng Yue and Li Zhihuang.How could I not have thought that the person Cheng Wanqiong likes is Li Zhihuang?
Could she really be Cheng Yue's daughter?Otherwise, how could she look so similar to Cheng Yue?

Cheng Haoqiong asked expectantly: "Baozi, you can help me investigate, has Cheng Yue ever had a miscarriage? Or has she ever given birth to a daughter?"

"Miss Chengzi, are you speculating about your life experience?"

Bao Bao asked very tactfully, but if Cheng Moqiong was really what she said, she would naturally understand what she meant.

Cheng Haoqiong nodded, "Do you think it's possible?"

"impossible."

The bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and he asked with some disappointment: "Why?"

"Because our little boss investigated before, Cheng Yue only had one childbirth history, and died of dystocia when giving birth to Li Mingjun."

This is the fact that has been made public, so it seems that her idea is really absurd.

Cheng Moqiong took a deep breath and blew up the flowing bangs in front of her.She really needs to put such thoughts behind her.Otherwise, it will not only be herself who will laugh at her, but also others.

Could it be that she is carrying twins?
"probably not."

Hearing Bao Bao's response, Cheng Zhuoqiong realized that she had whispered these words.

Now that everything has been said, Cheng Zhuoqiong simply started the discussion with her.

"Why are you so sure? Have you investigated?"

"No, miss Chengzi, think about it, if Cheng Yue is really pregnant with twins, why hasn't the Li family found the missing one for so many years?"

"What if they think the child is dead? Or, they don't know about Cheng Yue's twins?"

When Cheng Haoqiong asked, Bao Bao was really stumped.If it was really as Cheng Zhuqiong said, things might not happen.

After thinking about it, Bao Bao felt that Cheng Moqiong's conjecture might not be groundless, "Miss Chengzi, I will seriously investigate this matter."

"Hmm." Cheng Moqiong nodded to her, and then said with concern, "Don't tell anyone until this matter is investigated. I'm afraid it's just my own wishful thinking."

"Okay, I see."

Cheng Moqiong pulled out the old photo from the bottom, and put the rest back into the box one by one.Other things used to belong to her, and all that should be kept in memory.Only this photo does not belong to her, she wants to keep it on purpose.

Perhaps, this person could really be her father?
Is she getting closer to the truth?

(End of this chapter)