The arrival of Lu Feng instantly changed the atmosphere in the box from joy to silence. The young men who had been so dissolute just now now all became dignified, especially Lu Shuming, who was like a mouse seeing a cat, suppressing all his unruly temper, sitting upright, and being serious.

Wen Xi was surprised to see this and was full of curiosity about the man with a broken left hand in a sling.

When Rui Feng sat there, he had an isolated aura, and except for Meng Senze, no one else in the box dared to step forward and say hello.

"What's wrong with your hand? Is it broken? Is it serious? Who hurt you?" Meng Senze asked with concern.

Among so many classmates, only Meng Senze dared to talk and laugh with Lu Feng freely. After all, they had been roommates for three or four years in college and had a special relationship. Especially when Lu Feng was pursuing Su Ling, Meng Senze acted as a military advisor to Lu Feng, who had no romantic cells at all, and gave him strategies and successfully pursued her. He corrected the result before graduation, which became a good story in S University.

However, many people were not optimistic about the marriage between Lu Feng and Su Ling. The relationship between the Su family and the Lu family was bad, and the marriage between the two families was not blessed by the elders. The Su family directly severed ties with Su Ling, and the elders of the Lu family did not object on the surface, but they did not necessarily like Su Ling. Otherwise, why had they not held a wedding ceremony after three years of marriage?

Of course, Meng Senze is not a gossipy person. He always respects his friends' privacy and doesn't ask too much. This time, he took his cousin to the Fengyasong Hotel to welcome him and invite his best friends to come and have fun together. He called Lu Feng purely out of convenience. He didn't expect that President Lu would give him such a face and come for the first time.

Meng Senze valued this friend from the bottom of his heart. When he saw that his arm was broken, he looked grim and as if he wanted to settle accounts with the culprit.

"Just a minor injury." Lu Feng said in a flat tone.

"Can a broken bone be considered a minor injury?" Meng Senze frowned. "When did it happen? How come I didn't hear anything about it? Did Shuming know about it?"

When Shuming was called, he shook his head with his big innocent eyes.

He had just learned about his uncle's injury. As a playboy who was idle, unmotivated, and spent his days among the flowers, how could he dare to hang around in front of his uncle? There is no harm without comparison. Because he was the same age as his uncle, he had been compared since he was a child and suffered a cruel and inhumane blow.

Many people who don’t know the situation may be curious. The younger uncle is obviously the son of his eldest grandfather, so why is he the same age as his nephew?

The baby felt sad, but he dared not say it.

My uncle actually has an older brother, his great uncle. According to my father, the great uncle was a financial genius. He showed superhuman talent when he was in his teens. He could make tens of times more in three months by playing with tens of thousands of yuan in the stock market. Unfortunately, God was jealous of his talent. At the age of 22, the great uncle died unexpectedly.

The eldest grandfather was heartbroken to see his son die. When the great grandfather heard the bad news, he almost died too. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and escaped danger.

My younger uncle was born the year after my eldest uncle passed away. My grandmother, who was in her forties, was so happy to have a son that it alleviated the pain of losing her son.

Shuming, who is the same age as his uncle, is in great pain. His uncle, who is 15 years old, has been gradually involved in company affairs, but he is still worried about the exam. His uncle was admitted to the Finance Department of S University with excellent grades, and he was the last one to pass the exam, barely enough to get in.

Today, the 27-year-old uncle has become the helmsman of the Lai Group and is busy with all kinds of affairs. He is completely different from him, a playboy who spends his parents' money on a wild goose chase.

Shuming usually stays away from his uncle, so how could he know that he was injured? Of course, as a nephew, since he has met his uncle, he naturally has to show some concern.

"Uncle, were you injured abroad?" he asked. This year, my uncle was on business trips frequently and spent less time in China. They had met at the old house of the Lu family before, and my uncle's arm was fine at that time. But three months later, it was broken. There was no news in China, so he could only be injured abroad and the news was blocked.

"Yeah." Lu Feng replied indifferently without further explanation.

Lu Shuming was depressed. There was nothing to talk about today. He looked at Meng Senze helplessly, and Meng Senze raised his eyebrows at him. Since Lu Feng didn't want to talk about this topic, let's stop for now.

Therefore, Meng Senze actively livened up the atmosphere and introduced his cousin again.

"My cousin Wen Xi just came back from Country M. Cousin, this is the president of the Lu Group, Lu Feng, and we were classmates in college."

Wen Xi stood up and extended his hand to him politely: "Hello, Brother Rui."

Lu Feng sat there without moving, glanced at him indifferently, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Wen Xi's smile was stiff, and he held his hands awkwardly in the air, not knowing whether to put them down or not.

Shuming suddenly reached out and grabbed him, ruffling his hair roughly. "Xiaoxi, you just called me brother, why are you calling my uncle brother in the blink of an eye? We can't mess up our generations. Be good and call me uncle."

"Ugh." Wimsey was stunned by his messed up hairstyle. He really didn't think of this level of relationship, and habitually called him big brother, forgetting that there was a "younger generation" here.

"Wait!" Hu Xingning interrupted, "Wen Xi also calls us brother. If you make him equal to you, aren't you forcing us to be demoted? No, no, you are you and we are us. We can't be lumped together."

"Xingning is right. You are the only young man here. You have nothing to do with us." Meng Senze rescued his cousin from the clutches of Li Shuming.

Shuming blew two puffs of air out of his nose, feeling helpless. He glanced at his uncle and saw that he had no expression on his face. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone made a joke and the atmosphere in the box suddenly became relaxed. Meng Senze pressed the bell on the table, called the waiter, and the meal officially began.

After a while, the huge round table was filled with delicacies from land and sea. Meng Senze raised his wine glass and toasted everyone with great enthusiasm. Everyone else was drinking, but Lu Feng was holding a glass of boiled water.

Injury, can't drink alcohol.

The reasons are very good.

When they were drunk, everyone opened their hearts and talked about everything. During the conversation, Lu Feng rarely spoke. It was usually Meng Senze, who was sitting next to him, who came over to chat with him, and he passively replied a few words.

Over there, Shuming Shuming was talking to Wen Xi about this and that, and in a few words he had found out everything about the man's ancestors.

"...So, you returned to your country this time to follow your grandfather? Your grandfather is from H City?" asked Shuming.

"Yes." Wen Xi did not hide it, "My grandfather's name is Bai Jincheng, I wonder if you have heard of him."

"Bai Jincheng?" Li Shuming shook his head, "I've never heard of him."

"He's a complete idiot, what does he know?" Meng Senze said with disdain, "My grandmother is well-known in the Chinese painting world. Although she lives overseas, she is as famous as Master Zhang Qianyi in China."

"Master Zhang Qianyi!" The others were surprised. Zhang Qianyi was a great figure in the Chinese painting world, and even the country's leaders had met with him, which showed how high his status was. Wen Xi's grandfather was actually as famous as him, which seemed extraordinary.

Shuming touched his chin and said, "I am ignorant. Speaking of Master Zhang Qianyi, I remember that my aunt was his last disciple."

His little auntie was, of course, Lu Feng's wife. Everyone else knew what was going on, but Meng Senze turned around and asked, "It's been a while since I last met with Junior Brother Su. Why don't you bring him out to hang out with us someday?"

Lu Feng remained unmoved and said, "He doesn't like socializing."

Meng Senze waved his hands: "How can a gathering of friends be considered a social event?"

Lu Feng's beloved Su Ling was gone. After marriage, he kept her in a secluded place, cutting off all attention from the outside world.

Same-sex marriage is rare and common for ordinary people, but it is not advocated by big families. They have a throne to inherit, and same-sex marriage is equivalent to cutting off the lineage. Can big families agree to it? The outside world is always watching them, and they can't wait to dig up news every day. If they find a surrogate, it will be on the hot search every minute.

Therefore, Meng Senze has always been curious about why the Lu family was so open-minded as to allow Lu Feng to marry Su Ling.

"Mr. Li... Mr. Li is married?" Wen Xi asked in surprise, his eyes fell on the ring on Mr. Li's left ring finger. Because Mr. Li was of a higher generation, he couldn't call his uncle "big brother", so he changed his words to Mr. Li, which was not difficult for both sides.

"Yes, this guy kidnapped her when she was in college, and she got married early..." After being given a cold look by Ru Feng, Meng Senze quickly changed his words, "Well, they got married early."

"My uncle is the only married man here. We are all single, Xiao Xixi." The secretary cast a charming look at Wen Xi, "If you want to fall in love, you can consider me first."

Wen Xi moved closer to Meng Senze and declined. "No... Thank you, I don't have any plans to fall in love for the time being."

Shuming looked disappointed: "That's such a pity."

Meng Senze said: "My cousin is so absorbed in painting that he has no time to talk about love with you."

When it comes to painting, Wen Xi talks a lot.

Everyone else surrounded him and gave him enough face. After drinking the boiled water and eating a few bites of food, Lu Feng glanced at Meng Senze. Meng Senze, who had been his roommate for three years, immediately understood, told the others, and left the box with him.

The two of them walked into an empty private room and closed the door. Meng Senze asked in confusion, "You didn't come to the banquet today just to drink a glass of water, did you?"

He was one of the few friends of Lu Feng, so Lu Feng had no secrets about him.

"Su Ling left behind a divorce agreement and has been missing for a month and a half."

Meng Senze's mouth was open so wide that two eggs could be stuffed in it.

"No...what happened? Did he dump you? Haha——"

He laughed dryly twice, then under the other person's cold gaze, he suppressed his mocking expression and cleared his throat. "You didn't go looking for him? With your ability, it shouldn't be impossible for you not to find him, right?"

"Someone helped him." Lu Feng was reluctant to go into details.

Meng Senze was thoughtful. Su Ling had few close friends, except Lin Zhou. Lin Zhou might not be capable, but his husband Fu Heng was a bit difficult to deal with.

"So... what do you want me to do?" Meng Senze asked. Deal with Fu Heng? That's a bit difficult!

Lu Feng said: "Your second uncle is Zhang Qianyi's eldest disciple."

Meng Senze suddenly realized. His second uncle was indeed Zhang Qianyi's eldest disciple, and Su Ling was Zhang Qianyi's last disciple. If they were in contact, he could find out Su Ling's whereabouts through his second uncle.

so it is!

"You can actually call me instead of coming here in person." Meng Senze said with a smile, "Of course, I'm very happy that you can come. It shows that you value me as a friend."

Others say that after becoming the head of the Lei Group, Lei Feng has become aloof and unkind, but he feels that Lei Feng is still the same Lei Feng and has never changed.

"I have something to do at the company, so I'll leave first." Lu Feng said, turning his face away.

Seeing that he looked awkward, Meng Senze smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go see my second uncle tomorrow and call you if I have any news."

"Yeah." Lu Feng walked out of the small box first, and Meng Senze followed behind him.

After walking a few steps, Meng Senze suddenly asked: "Is your injury really an accident?"

Lu Feng tilted his head, his dark eyes deep, and asked back, "What do you think?"

Meng Senze shrugged his shoulders and said, "I heard a piece of gossip that there is a problem with the land your cousin bought in H City."

Lu Feng paused and nodded slightly to show that he understood.

The two parted ways in front of the elevator. Meng Senze watched him enter the elevator and watched the floor count reach the negative first floor before turning back to the private room.

"Huh? Where's my uncle?" Seeing that only Meng Senze came back, Shuming asked in confusion.

"He left early because of something." Meng Senze sat down and picked up the wine glass. "Come on, forget about him, let's drink as much as we can. We won't go home until we are drunk today!"

"Fuck!" Hu Xingning said to Shuming, "Let's see who gets drunk first, you or me!"

"Haha, Hu Xingning, with your drinking capacity, you still think you can beat me? Dream on!" Li Shuming drank it all in one gulp with great pride.

The box was no longer sealed off, the atmosphere was relaxed, everyone's true colors were revealed, and they started to act frivolously again.

In the underground garage, Zhan Yang respectfully opened the car door for Lu Feng, and Lu Feng got in. Zhan Yang returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and asked, "Boss Lu, are we going to the company or back to the villa?"

"Go to the company." said Lu Feng.

"Yes." Zhan Yang stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove out of the underground garage and turned into the bustling street area.

It was night, the neon lights on the streets were colorful and shining brightly, and the music in the Fountain Square was cheerful and lively.

Compared to outside, it was unusually quiet inside the car.

Zhan Yang was driving intently, occasionally glancing through the rearview mirror at the man who was resting his eyes.

In the past month or so since Mrs. Rui filed for divorce and disappeared, Mr. Rui has only slept three or four hours a day and stared at his mobile phone all the time, afraid of missing any news.

Xu Yunzhuo has always regretted that he hung up the phone early that morning, which caused President Rui and Mrs. Rui to divorce. During this period, he actively led people to look for her, wanting to apologize to his wife.

However, Zhan Yang felt that his wife would not want a divorce just because of a phone call, and the emotional crisis between him and Mr. Rui had already existed. In the past year, Mr. Rui had been on business trips to Country L frequently, and he must have neglected his wife in China. The communication between the two of them had decreased, and an emotional crisis was inevitable.

I can't find the person and the situation is unclear. Ms. Rui must be feeling very sad after being divorced. Now I just want to find the person and talk to him face to face. It's better than avoiding him.

Mrs. Lu's whereabouts were unknown, with three boarding records, namely City A, City D and City H. Xu Yunzhuo first went to City H and searched for half a month, but found nothing, so he had to go to City A and City D. However, more than a month passed, and there was still no news.

If Madam Lu is not found, the old master and the old lady will not be able to keep it secret any longer.

“Tick-tick—”

A cell phone rang in the back seat and was quickly picked up.

Just as Lu Feng put the phone to his ear, he heard Xu Yunzhuo's anxious voice on the other end.

"Boss Rui, this is bad. Rui Group's forced demolition in H City has become a hot topic on Weibo!"

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In the early morning, the weather was clear. Su Ling got up early and took King for a walk in the village. Then he returned home and rolled up his sleeves to pack things in the master bedroom on the second floor.

The second grandfather lived in the master bedroom before he passed away. There were many relics in it. Su Ling cleaned it up this time and prepared to redecorate it.

Aunt Zhang came over to clean today. Seeing Su Ling clumsily moving things around, she joined in to help tidy up.

"This bed is big and beautiful, and it's also an antique. Is Xiao Su really going to donate it?" Aunt Zhang touched the wooden carving with a sigh.

Su Ling was opening an old wooden box. When he heard Aunt Zhang's words, he turned around and looked at the antique bed. "It's better to donate it to a museum than to keep it at home and let it gather dust."

Like the eight-immortals table in the restaurant downstairs, the bed that the second grandfather slept on during his lifetime also has a history of more than a hundred years. It is made of rosewood and is shaped like an independent cottage. It has intricate carvings and exquisite paintings. It is a rare step-out bed.

Su Ling remembered that at an auction in S City, a Huanghuali step-out bed was sold for more than 20 million yuan. Although the second grandfather's bed was not as luxurious as that one, if it were put up for auction, it would fetch at least 5 million yuan.

However, rather than selling it, Su Ling prefers to donate it to a museum to maximize its historical value.

"What a pity." Aunt Zhang sighed.

Su Ling smiled and did not explain. He continued to rummage through the wooden box and found some ancient seals and many unsent letters stored inside.

He picked up a letter curiously, pulled out the letter paper inside and slowly unfolded it.

"Brother Jincheng, I am very happy to see you..."

The author has something to say: Finally fixed it, I haven't been getting enough sleep recently, 5555, I still have to work hard to write~