"The Fu family is such a good family, how could she look down on them?"
As soon as Sheng Yan entered through the door opened by the servant, she heard the old man's deep and somewhat serious voice coming from the living room.
Sheng Yan quietly stopped and prepared to listen more, but was discovered by her mother who came down from upstairs first, "Ayan, you're back."
Sheng Yan had no choice but to give up eavesdropping and walked into the living room with a smile.
Mr. Sheng, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at her unhappily and said, "Humph!"
Sitting on the sofa on the side were the uncle and aunt of the Sheng family.
When they saw Sheng Yan, they all had doting smiles on their faces.
"Ayan, how is your work at the theater?"
Auntie asked with a proud look on her face.
Sheng Yan said without any modesty: "Very good."
My uncle just smiled and said nothing.
On the other hand, Mr. Sheng, who sat in the main seat, always looked dignified, but he couldn't be mean to his granddaughter.
"Young people just love to be proud and complacent."
I don't know if it was a compliment or an insult, but he looked like he was smiling.
"Grandpa, where's grandma?"
Sheng Yan had long been accustomed to the old man's strictness and winked at him.
Before Mr. Sheng could speak, Auntie said, "Your grandma is in the room. She has a slight cold."
When Sheng Yan heard this, she ignored the people in the living room and went straight to the bedroom reserved on the first floor.
She knocked on the door first, and only after getting permission did she quietly stick her head out.
The old lady lying on the bed tilted her head and saw her. She had been feeling a little uncomfortable, but now her face was full of smiles.
"Yan Yan is back."
"Grandma, why are you sick?"
"An old problem, dizziness."
The old lady lifted her hand from under the quilt, and Sheng Yan hurried over and sat beside the bed, holding it affectionately in her palm.
The door opened again and Sheng's mother came in.
"Talk to grandma for a while, then go outside. Your uncle and aunt are still here."
Sheng Yan's expression changed slightly, and she said unhappily, "Why does she come here every day? Isn't she annoying?"
The old lady didn't react much, but Sheng's mother's expression darkened. "How can you talk like that? What do you mean by coming every day? They are your uncles, and they used to be part of this family."
Sheng Yan tilted her head and snorted softly.
The old lady doted on her granddaughter and patted her hands: "You are an adult after all. She likes you, aren't you happy?"
Sheng Yan chuckled: "Excessive pampering will only lead to spoiling."
The old lady laughed along, but Sheng's mother was serious. "Ayan, go out. Grandma needs to rest."
Sheng Yan went out reluctantly, and the moment she closed the door, her eyes were filled with disgust and rejection.
She passed the living room and went straight upstairs.
The old man in the living room didn't pay much attention to it, but the aunt on the sofa saw it and hurried upstairs.
Sheng Yan entered the room and she followed behind him.
Because they were relatives, Sheng Yan couldn't just chase them away or get angry, so she had to ask, "Aunt, you seem to have a special liking for my cloakroom and bedroom? Otherwise, if there are any clothes I bought that you like, feel free to pick them out."
My aunt's face suddenly turned pale and she left the room awkwardly.
"No, Ayan misunderstood."
Sheng Yan slammed the door shut, and her aunt stood outside, feeling distressed.
The reason why she came here so often and always went to Sheng Yan's room was simply because she wanted to know what kind of clothes Sheng Yan liked to wear and whether she had gained weight or lost weight.
I didn't expect that she would treat me like this.
My aunt raised her head, took a deep breath, swallowed her grievances, and slowly went downstairs.
At this time, in a hidden place downstairs, Sheng's mother was standing quietly watching her every move.
I have raised a child for more than 20 years, and it is not a bad idea for the mother to be around and pay attention to her from time to time.
*
Lin Zhi had never forgotten to look for her biological family, but she had to postpone it temporarily due to her busy work. Now that someone mentioned it, she had to find time to go to the Zhenxin Welfare Home again.
At the end of the day, she let her assistant off early and asked the driver to take her out of Fengcheng.
Unlike the last time when we were turned away, the door of the welfare home was not locked this time, and there was a white-haired old man in the yard making a phone call.
Lin Zhi got out of the car and pushed the door open.
The caller noticed a stranger entering and was about to stop them, but Lin Zhi said, "I'm here to see the dean."
The old man had to end the call with someone else and asked, "Have you made an appointment? Who are you?"
Lin Zhi shook his head. "I was the child sent away from here 22 years ago."
As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper with an address on it from her bag.
Although it is a bit old, the writing on it is still clear.
The old man glanced at the words, then looked at her carefully, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Come with me."
Lin Zhi was delighted and quickly thanked him: "Thank you!"
The old man led her across an open space and into a white building at the back.
"On the third floor, on the far left is the dean's office. Her surname is Huang, you can call her Teacher Huang."
Lin Zhi nodded, turned and went up the stairs.
She found the dean's office and knocked on the door. "Knock knock~"
Not hearing any response, she simply pushed the door open.
However, there was no one in the clean office.
Just as Lin Zhi was about to exit and close the door, a voice came from behind him: "Who are you?"
Lin Zhi turned around with a faint expression.
"I have something to do."
A middle-aged woman in black and white plaid took a step closer to her and said, "Come to my office and talk."
She was in front and Lin Zhi was behind.
After entering the office, Lin Zhi couldn't wait to hand the photo he got from He Chunni to the dean.
"Do you know anyone up here?"
The dean put on his glasses and looked carefully at the person above, then shook his head and said, "I don't know him very well."
Lin Zhi did not give up, "22 years ago, a couple here adopted a little girl."
The director said patiently, "Over the years, countless children have been adopted from here. If you ask me which year, I really can't remember."
"Where are the files? Are there any records?"
Lin Zhi looked at the bookshelf behind her, on which were rows of cowhide file bags.
The dean adjusted his glasses and glanced at the files. "I'm so sorry, but there was a fire here fifteen years ago, and all the files before that were destroyed because they weren't saved in time."
Lin Zhigang had some expectations, but now his heart dropped to the bottom.
But just as she turned to leave, the dean behind her spoke again, "I don't remember what happened 22 years ago, but I remember it clearly 23 years ago."
Lin Zhi turned around suddenly, "What?"
The dean said, "Twenty-three years ago, a luxury car brought a baby girl. She had no name or surname, and no records were kept. A few days later, someone came to adopt the child, and she was given directly to that couple. As for the person in your photo, I don't remember much. After all, the child was already several years old at that time."
Lin Zhi's throat tightened. "What's the license plate of the luxury car? What does the person who delivered the child look like?"
Dean: "It was just a gift from a wealthy family's bodyguard. The owner will definitely not show up."
Lin Zhi: "Did they leave nothing behind?"
The dean sighed, "No. The child was going to be abandoned anyway, so why keep something useless?"
Lin Zhiding stood there, feeling numb all over.
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