Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Sister Gui, don't say that out loud. The people around us will hear what we slept together."

The passengers sitting next to them waiting for the flight looked at them both strangely.

"Sorry, I was so excited that I couldn't help myself... I will be more careful next time."

After hearing what Feng Qingyu said, Xingxiong felt a little embarrassed and found other topics to divert attention, letting this little episode be gradually forgotten as time passed.

The plane arrived on time, and they followed other passengers on the express flight back to Longmen. At five o'clock in the afternoon, the flight landed at Longmen Intercity Airport.

Feng Qingyu and Xingxiong booked a car and rushed to the old town of Longmen without stopping.

Originally, Xingxiong didn't have to come with them, but she insisted on accompanying Feng Qingyu back. Feng Qingyu was also worried that he might lose control of his emotions and beat someone up, so he asked her to help control the situation later.

Although beating one's father is an unfilial act, the old man deserved to be beaten. She did it more than once, and the neighbors talked about it afterwards, with half of them disagreeing whether he should be beaten or not.

None of that mattered. Feng Qingyu didn't care. He was just worried that his sister would grow up in such a dirty environment, which would have a negative impact on her future life.

"If my mom hadn't asked me to go back, I really wouldn't want to go back. It's annoying."

Before she saw her father, Feng Qingyu's fists were already hard. When someone came to the door, she didn't knock immediately, but lit a cigarette first.

My parents and my younger siblings lived in an apartment in an old residential area in the old city. The house was very small, with two bedrooms and a living room, which together were only about 60 square meters.

Parents and younger brother have rooms to live in, but Feng Qingyu and his sister don't. They sleep on the sofa and floor in the living room. Feng Qingyu's life has only improved recently. Before that, he was a servant, the scum of the bottom of society. Everyone avoided him and laughed at him behind his back.

Now when she sees those neighbors who are fawning on the powerful, she just feels disgusted, disgusted, and disgusted.

"call--"

After smoking half a cigarette, my emotions have stabilized a little and I no longer feel like hitting anyone.

It is the nature of a gangster to want to beat people up. Besides, Feng Qingyu doesn't like any of the people living in this area and wants to beat them all up.

Xingxiong stayed by her side quietly. She didn't smoke, so she bought a bottle of Coke from the store at the door and sipped it. Finally, Feng Qingyu put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can next to the corridor.

"It's almost time, Ghost Sister, let's go upstairs."

"it is good."

As the two stepped into the narrow stairwell, a damp and strange smell hit their noses, and Feng Qingyu immediately raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose.

The sanitary conditions here are worrying, and the property management of the community is quite irresponsible. They only come to deal with the garbage once a week. The same goes for cleaning the corridors. If residents really can't stand it, they can only clean it themselves.

There was a lot of garbage piled up under the building, the stench was overwhelming, flies were dancing on the garbage, making unpleasant flapping sounds, and there was stagnant water in the uneven places, all of which were dirty and black sewage.

The walls were severely peeling, revealing the red bricks inside. There was almost no clean area and it was covered with advertisements for psoriasis, such as paying a large sum of money to have a child, loans, breast augmentation, and so on.

My parents live on the fifth floor. The corridor is narrow and the stairs are high and steep. The elderly often fall and get injured. The problem has not been solved over the years, and the stairs are getting worse and worse.

Feng Qingyu was used to the spacious and bright decks and rooms in Rhodes Island, and was not used to the narrow and cramped old town.

She endured the discomfort and climbed to the fifth floor and knocked on the door.

The one who answered the door was her younger brother Feng Qingyi (the pronunciation and meaning of Yi are the same), who was eight years younger than her. When Feng Qingyi saw his sister coming home, he was stunned at first, then shrank his neck.

"Sister..."

"Dad, Mom, my sister is back."

The little bastard was very honest this time. He didn't act arrogantly or say anything unpleasant.

Feng Qingyu had taught him a lesson before, and had given him a severe beating, almost breaking his legs. From then on, the younger brother never dared to bully her and her sister just because he was loved by his parents.

Great, that's what she wanted.

"Sister, please come in first. I'll go get you a cup of tea. And... who is this?"

Feng Qingyi's heart tightened when he saw the tall woman behind Feng Qingyu.

The ghost woman with long green hair looks like a gangster boss. Could it be that she was hired by Feng Qingyu to destroy the house?

"My friend, Inspector Xingxiong of the Longmen Guard Bureau."

Hearing these key words from the Inspector of the Guard Bureau, Feng Qingyi dared not to be negligent.

The house is very clean. The mother often cleans and tidies it. Feng Qingyu and Xingxiong each put on slippers to avoid dirtying the floor.

My younger sister is not at home because she has to go out to work at night to earn a living, so there are only my parents and my younger brother at home.

Mother was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater. She looked very energetic and didn't look like a sick person at all. When she saw Feng Qingyu, she immediately stood up and walked towards him with steady steps.

Feng Qingyu realized that he had been deceived again.

Sixty-three Life

"You lied to me. Do you know that I'm very busy at work and have a lot of things to do? You actually listened to your husband and lied to me!"

Feng Qingyu immediately got angry and kicked the coffee table. Everything on the coffee table was kicked over, but fortunately there was no water on the table, just some dry tea leaves and packaged snacks.

Jio is a bit painful, but compared to this, the dissatisfaction in my heart accounts for the majority.

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry... Mommy didn't want to lie to you. Actually, when you came back this time, I had something very important to tell you. It was urgent, and I was worried that you wouldn't come back if I didn't tell you, so I asked your daddy to lie to you."

The mother stroked her messy short black hair, which was dotted with white hair. Her face looked haggard, with many more wrinkles than the last time she saw her.

She used to be very beautiful. Feng Qingyu remembered that she was a famous beauty in this area, and people who passed by would take a few more glances at her. What about now? She was tortured by life and lost hope in life. Her eyes became confused and cloudy.

The so-called important matters are most likely related to money.

For this precarious family, money is the most important thing. Feng Qingyu knows this very well. These people will only call when they need money.

"How much do you owe this time? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Or tens of millions? You come to me for the same thing every time, and I feel annoyed even if you are not annoyed!"

Being treated like an ATM machine with unlimited uses is annoying even if it is your parents. The main reason is that my father is greedy and a bottomless pit. He will swallow whatever you give him, without end.

However, the mother's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in my ears in an instant.

"Xiao Yu... calm down. I'm not asking you for money this time. Your biological father... he wants you to go back and recognize your ancestors. This is what your mother's family wants. In fact, your current father and I are not your biological parents."

What a dramatic plot, so cliché and bloody, and it actually happened to me. What is wrong with this world?

"Wait a minute, let me take care of it."

Feng Qingyu pressed her temples with her fingers. Now her head hurt, and she couldn't sort out the reality all of a sudden.

"You are not my biological parents? You mean, I was abandoned, and you picked me up and raised me for so many years. Now you, the irresponsible biological parents, want to take me back? Or did you buy me from a human trafficker?"

I'm not really surprised, as I've seen this kind of clichéd plot a lot, in TV dramas, novels and comics, so it's just a little shocking.

She once suspected that the couple were not her biological parents because she did not look very similar to them. Now her mother's words were just a period to put an end to the doubts she had a few years ago.

"..."

Feng Qingyu sat down on the sofa and quietly lit her second cigarette. Her mother, who was not her biological mother, sat next to her and began to tell her life story.

Now that things have come to this, there seems to be nothing more to say except to hear the truth of the matter.

"Okay, tell me what's going on slowly."

"Xiao Yu... I'm sorry. I'm not your mother. I'm your biological father's sister and also your aunt. Your biological father is my brother. Our family is very poor and we can only send one child to college. Your father and I drew lots and he drew [to go to college], but I was unlucky. I went out to work after graduating from high school. I met the right person while working and married him after I got pregnant."

Recalling the past events, the woman next to her was overwhelmed with emotions and even had tears in her eyes.

Xingxiong handed her a tissue and said, "Aunt, wipe your tears first."

Mother, now should be called aunt, she took a tissue to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to tell the story of Feng Qingyu's life.

Feng Qingyu, the person involved, smoked with a blank expression and seemed absent-minded, but in fact he listened carefully to every word.

"Your current father is actually your uncle. He has no blood relationship with you, but he was entrusted by your father to raise you. Your father thought you were doomed to fail. Not long after you were born, your mother died of illness. Then, your father's business suffered a setback and he almost lost everything. He was a superstitious person, so he thought it was you and wanted to drown you."

"..."

This kind of magical operation is indeed caused by the feudal superstitious thinking. Thinking about it this way, the biological father is not even as good as the adoptive father, although the adoptive father is not a good person either.

The character "Feng Qingyu" is truly legendary from head to toe, with a tragic fate. He is no longer an ordinary person.

"Then?"

The young aunt sighed and continued to wipe her tears, her voice choked with sobs.

"Then, I saw that you were still young, and I couldn't bear it. Your mother helped me and your uncle a lot when she was alive, so your uncle and I wanted to raise you. Your uncle worked under your father at the time and lied to him that you had drowned, but in fact you hadn't. Recently, your father found out about this matter, and he asked you to recognize your ancestors and him as your father, otherwise he would be rude to us..."

After listening to the story, Feng Qingyu felt that his biological father was truly a villain.

If it wasn't for the aunt's own words, Feng Qingyu would have thought that this was a melodramatic Mary Sue novel plot written by someone.

"I roughly know. What good will it bring me to return to my ancestral home? Can I inherit a family fortune worth tens of billions, or ten thousand tons of Originium?"

Or is it that this person suffers from infertility and has no children in all these years, so he needs to go back and continue the family line?

It's possible if you think about it this way.

A man with gray hair walked out of the room behind. He had small eyes, which fit the description of a shifty person. He was thin and hunched, and he walked with a limp. His chin was full of stubble, his hair was messy, and he looked extremely unkempt.

He said in a hoarse voice, "You will definitely need money. You can finally leave here and live a good life. You can be a superior person. Well, being a young lady is definitely more comfortable than being a gangster. Don't forget to give more money to your father. Even if I'm not your biological father, I can't raise you without some benefits, right?"

Over the years, although Feng Qingyu's biological father did not care about him, he would regularly send a sum of money every year as living expenses. However, all the money went into his uncle's pocket and eventually flowed to major casinos.

Feng Qingyu knew nothing about this and grew up in confusion until he was in his twenties.

Strictly speaking, the current Feng Qingyu is not considered to be taking over another person's body. The original Feng Qingyu is dead. The current Feng Qingyu inherited her body and everything from her, and was resurrected in the Terra world.

Such a bloody life story was of course inherited.

"Go away, you have nothing to do here. Mom is talking to me, go somewhere cool and don't force me to hit you."

Feng Qingyu moved his fists and bent the joints of his fingers, making them creak.

Sixty-four Terra version of My Fair Princess

This man whom he had called dad for several years reeked of money. Not only was he lazy and gluttonous, he was also a gambler and often beat his wife and children. Now that Feng Qingyu knew that he was not his biological father, he even wanted to beat him up a few more times to vent his anger, as a tribute to the Longmen coins that were buried in the casino.

She refrained from hitting him because Xingxiong was next to her and hitting him would leave a bad impression.

As the saying goes, "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop." My uncle's old habit of being a bad mouth came back again. Every time he saw Feng Qingyu, he would say something unpleasant to mock her.

As time goes by, the words become more and more unpleasant.

"I heard that you've been doing well recently. Have you hooked up with a rich woman? I heard that you've hooked up with the niece of Longmen Mayor Wei Yanwu. That Chen Sir is pretty hot. I wonder how good he is in bed. You must have spread your legs to get to such a high position, right?"

In the past, she thought that this man was biased towards boys and disliked her daughter, so he said those words. Now that she knows that she is not his biological daughter, these words are slander.

It's fine to talk about her, but how can you just talk about Chen Sir? She got hard, her fists got hard.

When Feng Qingyu raised her fist and was about to hit someone, her aunt suddenly stood in front of her uncle and the fist almost landed on her face.

"Xiao Yu, please... don't hit him. He's already had one leg broken by someone before, and if you beat him again he might die..."

The aunt begged desperately and almost knelt down to plead for her husband. Feng Qingyu thought that she was good to him and had not made things difficult for him over the years, so he reluctantly accepted the plea.

The fist hung in the air, but eventually had to be put down.

"Hmph! Watch your words. I won't hit you for my mother's sake. If you say these things again next time, I'll break your other leg."

Although he knew that his aunt was not his mother, Feng Qingyu could not change his tone for the time being and still called her mom. His biological mother was gone, and no matter how much he thought about her, she would never come back. His adoptive mother was still alive, so there was nothing wrong with calling her that.

The atmosphere at home suddenly became solemn. Brother Feng Qingyi hid in his room and didn't dare to come out. His pair of cunning eyes were observing the outside through the crack in the door.

Feng Qingyu ignored him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Feng Qingyu was still in a daze after suddenly learning about such a big thing, and she had already finished her second cigarette without realizing it. When she was about to light the third one, Xingxiong reached out to stop her and snatched the lighter and cigarette box.

"Ah Feng, smoke less, it's bad for your health. How about I go out with you for a walk to relax? A new bar has recently opened, and my friend is a bartender there. He said that they are having a big opening sale, with a 7.88% discount on all drinks and food. I'll pay for whatever you want to drink."

The best way for adults to express their inner depression is to have a couple of drinks, especially when working in a high-pressure environment like the Guard Bureau, they need relaxation more than other professions.

Xingxiong is addicted to alcohol, and Feng Qingyu thinks she just wants to drink more.

"Sister Ghost, I'd better not drink for now. Besides, I'm not in a bad mood. I'm just a little dazed. Don't worry."

Judging from the look on her aunt's face, she might have something else to say, but she was worried that Feng Qingyu would get angry, so she hesitated several times to speak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. I don't like the toothpaste squeezing method."

As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged Wolper man wearing a black suit walked out from another bedroom. He had a beard on his chin and lips, was between forty-five and fifty years old, tall, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had blue eyes. At this moment, his eyes revealed particularly strong emotions because of something.

The man stared at Feng Qingyu, his body trembling violently and his emotions fluctuating greatly.

"Like... so much like... she looks exactly like my wife back then..."

Feng Qingyu was very sure that this man became like this after seeing him. From the way the man was dressed, he could guess that he might be a butler or something like that.

Only the servants of a wealthy family would say the word "Madam", so the man's identity is not difficult to guess.