Upon hearing that he would bring his child to visit him another day, Zheng Youguo was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, it's not important. I'll call your Uncle Xu right now."

At this point, Zheng Lin's expression turned even colder, and Zheng Youguo immediately changed his tune, agreeing with the scoundrel, saying, "It's a video, it's a video."

Zheng Lin wanted to make a video call so he could see the other person's expressions in real time, in order to prevent them from lying.

Because this is important to him, he doesn't want to receive any wrong information.

Old Master Bai once loved his biological mother, and the fact that his parents became enemies was also related to Old Master Bai. This was what Bai Qingchi said, and he wanted to verify the truth of this statement.

As for his blood type, he has already asked his assistant to check, and the results will be available in the next day or two at the earliest.

The video call was connected.

On the screen, a face appeared at an odd angle.

The face was almost entirely covered by the chin.

This is one of the devil's perspectives of the elderly; it can appear from any angle, but never from the front.

Zheng Lin: "......"

But Zheng Youguo, who is also elderly, is used to it, because his own face on the screen is just a patch of hair.

With one hand too low and the other too high, they seemed quite complementary at first glance.

Zheng Lin closed his eyes briefly. "Give it to me, I'll talk to Uncle Xu."

“Then hold it up for a while, my arm is getting sore. I told you how tiring video calls are, holding it up for so long.” Zheng Youguo didn’t forget to take a jab at the video call function.

Xu's father's voice came through: "You should do what I do and put your phone on your lap. It won't be tiring. I always video chat with my son like this. It's convenient and saves effort."

"Ah, I'll try it next time."

"Don't wait until next time, try it now."

The two of them actually started talking about such a boring topic.

Zheng Lin pressed his index finger to his temple and faced the phone camera directly, saying, "Uncle Xu, you should pick up your phone and hold it directly in front of your face."

Mr. Xu picked it up and tried it for three seconds, then put it back on his lap: "It's better to put it on my lap, it's more comfortable."

Zheng Lin: "......"

"There should be a phone stand in Xu Jingzhi's room to hold the phone up."

"Okay, I'll look for it."

Mr. Xu was going up the stairs, and he must have put his phone in his pants pocket; the screen was completely black.

"Found it." The screen shook for a moment, then Xu's father's face appeared, with the background wall of Xu Jingzhi's room behind him.

Too lazy to go downstairs, Xu's father sat down directly at Xu Jingzhi's computer desk.

Zheng Lin: "Uncle Xu, I want to know about my parents back then. Why did my mother hate my father so much that she even abandoned me in an orphanage when I was just born?"

"You know everything," Mr. Xu sighed, "I'm not entirely clear about what happened back then either. Let me think..."

Mr. Xu lowered his head slightly, frowned and thought for a while, then continued to look at his phone and said, "Your mother has never told me these things. After all, it's a family matter, and your father and I are friends. Your mother wouldn't confide her worries to me. Your father is also an honest man and doesn't like to talk to me too much."

His expression was normal; he wasn't lying. Zheng Lin's eyes darkened after observing him. "Then, Elder Bai, did they mention it?"

Mr. Xu: "Old Bai, oh, right. They were indeed close to Old Bai back then, which I also found strange. Your father wasn't very happy during that period."

Zheng Youguo: "I remembered that too. After Bai Lao appeared, your mother's style of dress suddenly changed, from long skirts to long shirts and trousers."

Mr. Xu: "It really seems so. Old Zheng, how do you remember such details?"

Zheng Youguo quickly explained: "Back then, He Rong told me every day that she had good taste in clothes and looked good in everything she wore, so I started to have some impression of her style."

"So, my mother is very beautiful." Zheng Lin got straight to the point.

It should be noted that He Rong is now quite old, but she is still very beautiful. Zheng Lin also has some impression of what He Rong looked like when she was young; she would be considered beautiful anywhere.

The woman who could make He Rong jealous in her youth must have been more than just pretty; she must have possessed unparalleled beauty.

Zheng Youguo nodded: "Your mother is indeed stunningly beautiful." After saying this, he peeked towards the doorway, worried that He Rong might overhear.

If He Rong knew he was praising other women, she would make a scene with him again.

He was beaten and verbally abused so much that he developed psychological trauma.

Zheng Lin: "So, is it possible that Elder Bai likes my mother?"

Zheng Youguo was very certain, "He definitely likes her. Any single man would fall in love with your mother. Old Bai was a young and vigorous man back then, and he wasn't married, so it's not surprising that he liked her."

These are all their guesses and cannot be taken as the final result.

From their words, Zheng Lin judged that they genuinely did not know.

......

In the middle of the night, Su Jin suddenly woke up and sat up in a cold sweat.

The maid, who was beside her bed, was also awakened by her sudden movements: "Second Young Mistress, you're awake. Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

"No need, I have no appetite," Su Jin replied fluently.

Second Young Mistress?

Is this a maid?

Su Jin suddenly realized that she was in the Zheng family manor.

"How did I get here?" Su Jin remembered fainting in the cemetery, and then she kept having dreams that she was in the sea and kept falling down.

This feeling was like entering the eighteenth level of hell, with the moment of death repeating itself over and over again, making it impossible for her to escape.

The dream was so frightening that she was still shaken when she woke up.

Before the maid could answer, Su Jin had already come up with the answer herself: "It must be Zheng Lin who brought me here. What do you think?"

“Miss He Ru hasn’t come for many days,” the maid replied truthfully.

"Did Zheng Lin not bring He Ru back to the manor?"

"No," the maid said. "The second young master only brought you back; he didn't see Miss Heru here."

Why isn't He Ru being brought back? What is Zheng Lin up to?

Su Jin was puzzled when she glanced at her phone and saw that He Ru had sent her twenty or thirty messages, all of which were cursing her.

She automatically filtered out the insulting texts and focused on the important ones.

It turns out that He Ru is still on the island. Zheng Lin not only didn't take her back to the Zheng family manor, but he also didn't take her with him to the airport by ferry. He Ru has now missed the ferry time and the earliest she can take the ferry is tomorrow morning.

After removing the profanities mixed in, it looks rather pathetic.

Su Jin didn't reply to her message. She put her phone under her pillow and said to the maid, "Remind your second young master tomorrow morning to remember to pick up his fiancée."

Maid: "It's better for the second young mistress to go and talk to him herself. The second young master won't listen to us."

Moreover, he said things that would upset the second young master. Everyone could see that the second young master didn't care about his so-called "fiancée," Miss He Ru, at all. He looked gloomy and miserable whenever He Ru was mentioned. Only when the second young mistress was mentioned could a smile be seen on the second young master's face.

The second young master's affection for the second young mistress remains as strong as ever. It's obvious to everyone; the news has spread like wildfire among the maids, and no one is unaware of it.