I am Feng Jun

Chapter 206 206. News of Death
Different from the previous politeness and alienation, Duanmu Ming at this time really respected Shen Ci as a young landlord.

Finally got a part of the landlord's news, Duan Muming, who couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, was a little frivolous in his footsteps, and knocked on the side of the window when he went out through the window, which made Shen Ci's temples protrude slightly.

So this man came in through the window just to have a look at him?

Shen Ci secretly rolled his eyes, thinking about how to talk to the five gentlemen about Jiang Ni.

But the more Shen Ci thought about it, the more he felt fucked.

The landlord of Junzi Building!
Shouldn't it be a boss-level figure?

How did he become the father with this body who received the box lunch early?
How did such a reckless, unrestrained and magnificent person be abducted by Shen Yinchu and come home for so many years in Shen's deep house?
So how did such a brilliant person die tragically in the back of the house?

Shen Ci shook his head, this world is really becoming more and more fascinating!
Mingyuexuan, Duanmuming strode into the hall with those somewhat vain steps.

The baby's face was full of irrepressible joy, and the baby's face mask, which was already filled with a happy smile, looked even more festive.

However, when he saw the gloomy faces of the four people in the hall, his slightly parted lips paused slightly.

He turned a corner and changed the direction of what he was about to say, "What's wrong with you?"

Did something happen that he didn't know about?
Why are they all so ugly?
Even Murong Yi, who was obsessed with archery and always had no expression, had a look of grief and indignation, and thumped the pillar next to him.

And the only one who can affect his emotions is the landlord.

Duanmu Ming's heart sank unconsciously.

"The news from Tingzhou Building has arrived."

Huangfu Xing glanced at the gloomy faces of the crowd, and spoke first, with a dignified expression.

"What's the matter, what's the news? What happened in the building that made you look so changed?"

Duan Muming asked a little self-deceivingly, he would rather something serious happened in the building.

Maybe someone is looking for trouble for Junzilou?

Duanmu Mingyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, guessing in his heart.

Huangfu Xing looked at the baby-faced Duanmu Ming, and couldn't bear to speak.

"Well, I also have something to tell you. It's a good thing. About the landlord, why don't you listen to it first?"

Duanmu Ming saw that the few of them were quite hesitant, and he didn't want to guess what bad news caused them to lament so much. He just wanted to tell everyone the clues he got, so as to dilute the depressing atmosphere.

But what Duanmu Ming didn't expect was that when he just mentioned the word landlord, several people all raised their heads, and their eyes shifted to him, with a little surprise in their eyes.

"Good thing?"

The always flamboyant Nangong Xin's voice was muffled at this time, he huddled in the chair, stepped on the chair board with both feet, and hugged his knees with his hands.

"What good thing can there be, people are dead."

It's been 23 years, and they didn't expect that what they found in the end was just a news of death, huh.

Nangong Xin couldn't help but sneered, feeling a little astringent in his heart.

The eyes of the fox that was shining brightly from both directions were also much brighter at this moment.

There seemed to be something luminous swirling in the eye sockets, and he resisted it so as not to let it fall.

"died!"

After a second of silence, Duanmu Ming suddenly screamed, the smile on his face froze.

The baby face with a natural smile gradually became a little distorted.

"how is this possible!"

Duanmu Ming's eyes darkened for a while, his feet trembled slightly, he took two steps back, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, no, no, I... I just found the landlord's son, why did he die?"

"Young Master Ci." Shangguan Kai sighed faintly.

He handed the news from Tingzhou to Duanmu Ming's hand, and patted Duanmu Ming's shoulder lightly, with unconcealable sadness in his brows.

They also just found out.

It turns out that Young Master Ci is Shen Ci, the second son of the Shen family in the imperial capital, and the biological son of Jiang Ni, the head of the Shen family.

And that Jiang Ni had already passed away 16 years ago.

Those who checked the news in the building did not know that Jiang Ni was the owner of Junzi Building.

But among the messages they sent was a portrait.

It is a portrait of Shen Ci at Xie Meiting's birthday banquet.

At that time, Shen Ci hadn't changed his appearance with makeup.

Other people in the building don't know what the host looks like.

But Shangguan Kai and others lived with the landlord since childhood, how could they not recognize him?

Coupled with Duanmu Ming's previous remarks about Young Master Ci's appearance being weird, it can be confirmed that the face they saw before was fake.

And the one in the picture is the real one.

Then it can be easily deduced.

Shen Ci's biological father, Jiang Ni, was the landlord who they found for 23!
"No wonder. He. He hesitated. I said there's no reason to hesitate. It turned out that it was... because he was already dead?"

After reading those materials, Duanmu Ming looked a little dull, and said intermittently, his feet were even more vain, and he even felt a little unstable.

It was Nangong Xin who gave him a hand to stabilize his body and prevent him from falling to the ground.

"How. How. How."

Duanmu Ming, who was supported by Nangong Xin, kept muttering and shaking his head, as if he still refused to believe this fact.

Duanmuming's reaction this time was also within their expectation, but seeing him like this at this time, they couldn't help but feel distressed for a while.

When they saw the portrait for the first time, they also had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, but when they saw the word "death", they felt as if they had fallen into a deep pool in an instant, and their bodies were icy cold.

Not to mention, Duanmu Ming, who has been closest to the landlord since childhood
When he saw Shen Ci's true appearance, he had just had a glimmer of hope, and then he was severely torn to pieces.

Such a blow to the head immediately knocked his soul out of his body, and his eyes lost their expression.

The dark eyes were hollow, the lips were pale and almost colorless, and the internal organs were pierced by thousands of silver needles at the same time, excruciating pain.

He wanted to shout out loud, but his lips only trembled slightly, and he murmured some unintelligible sporadic sounds, drowning in the deep and suppressed sobs.

Seeing this, Shangguan Kai felt equally sad, but as the eldest brother, he had no choice but to put away his low emotions, walked up to Duanmu Ming, clasped his shoulders, and said something to Duanmu Ming who looked empty.

But Duan Muming seemed to have closed his senses, the light and shadow in front of his eyes were hazy, he could only see a shadow in front of him, his lips were moving, but what did he say?
Duanmu Ming let out a sad laugh, with a bitter taste in his mouth, he didn't see anything, there was only a buzzing sound in his ears, and his eyes began to turn black again and again.

Just when he thought he was going to pass out from the pain, there was a violent pull from the front, and he was pulled into his arms and bumped into the warm chest.

Just like before, those big hands caressed the back of his head, and the back of his head touched his slightly warm palm. Except for the breath, everything was so familiar.

The distress from the person in front of him and the familiar warmth made Duan Muming gradually come back to his senses, his pupils gradually focused, and he could clearly see the somewhat anxious and worried expressions of the three brothers who surrounded them.

Such a warm embrace, he is nostalgic.

However, I can never go back to the past.

Those dim eyes still couldn't light up.

"Duanmu, don't do this, brothers will feel bad."

Shangguan Kai's eyes trembled slightly, and he hugged Duanmu Ming tightly again, using his own body to warm him who was so cold that even his fingers were trembling, he said in a hoarse voice.

This was the only thing Duanmu Ming could hear clearly in such a long time.

　Thank you Lingyan for the cute tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)