Lin Jiu stuffed the car keys into Lin Hong's hand and asked, "Can you recall his face?"
"No, that's why I said your eyes are similar because I only saw his eyes at the time. He was wearing a mask and was tall, about 1.8 meters.
I also know that he was married and had children, and that he came to Xia Country because he was too heartbroken after his wife passed away. But he also died later, so I pursued your mother.
When you were born, the moment I looked into your eyes, I knew you were his child. That's all I know."
Lin Jiu kicked the pepper spray bag on the ground and said, "Why would you rather suffer so much than tell Lin Yao about my life experience? But from what I heard from you, the man who might be my father, apart from being married for the second time and wearing a mask, there's nothing scary about him."
Lin Hong reached out and grabbed the chair leg, sitting back in his chair. "Lin Jiu, your mother never gave me any investment. Did the Lin Group become one of the four major financial groups in Bincheng just by chance? It was the Dark Night Group!"
When Lin Jiu heard this word, his eyelids twitched, "Explain clearly."
"Back then, the Dark Night Group gave me a large sum of money and only asked me to keep the secret of your biological father. It was such an easy thing, so of course I gladly accepted it.
But now, I have nothing. The Dark Night Group has treated me as a pawn, so I have no choice but to make a deal with you.
Xiaojiu, since you once called me dad, can you please not let the people in the Dark Night Group know that I told you this?"
Lin Jiu sneered, "I wouldn't be stupid enough to tell this to the Dark Night Group. It all depends on whether you keep a low profile. Drive to Lingyin Temple. Everything has been arranged. If you lie to me or slip away, no matter what happens, I won't save you."
After Lin Jiu finished speaking, he turned and left the basement.
Lin Hong hurriedly followed him out, and even though he was injured in many places, he forced himself to drive to Lingyin Temple.
Si Yun has arranged people to keep an eye on him at the TD network offline branch in Lingyin Temple.
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Lin Jiu walked aimlessly on the streets of Bincheng alone, and her mind kept repeating what Brother Bao said to her in NW Prison.
"When Ye Cheng was running for president, his wife passed away. Overwhelmed with grief, he announced his withdrawal from the race and went to the Xia Kingdom's Imperial Capital Academy of Fine Arts as a visiting scholar. A few years later, he died in a traffic accident."
The coincidence is that both of their wives died, both went to the Imperial Capital Academy of Fine Arts, and both passed away a few years later.
Really?
Lin Jiu clenched his fists tightly and looked up at the sky, which was already covered with dark clouds.
Then there was a cool breeze, and raindrops fell cracklingly, hitting Lin Jiu's forehead.
It was raining, but she didn't take shelter from the rain. Instead, she stood there and let the raindrops fall on her.
Scenes from the past flashed through my mind.
From the time the staff at the Nanyang Paternity Testing Center said that her eyes were very similar to Ye Xiu's, she suspected that they were here to do a sibling test, until people in the vertical store often told her that her eyes were similar to Ye Yan's.
Are they really brother and sister?
Lin Jiu felt that she didn't need to go to the Imperial Capital Academy of Fine Arts to investigate. The place she should go was Nanyang.
But before leaving Bincheng, she had to go somewhere else.
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Bincheng Cemetery
Lin Jiu walked all the way to the cemetery in the suburbs of Bincheng without an umbrella in the rain.
I walked straight to the corner of the cemetery, in front of a lonely tombstone.
She saw the name carved in red on the tombstone, and she felt a pang of sadness. She slowly raised her hand and touched the words on the tombstone with her fingertips, "Mo Yun, I'm here to see you."
Two big trees next to the tombstone blocked the rain.
Lin Jiu sat on the stone slab with his back against the tombstone.
Only Su Moyun's clothes were buried here. After all, she died tragically and left nothing behind.
Lin Jiu looked up at the sky, which was covered by the treetops. "Mo Yun, I always feel that you are not dead, as if you are still by my side. A few days ago, I met a girl, and I felt that it was you."
On the other side of the cemetery, a girl dressed in punk style leaned against a tree trunk with tears streaming down her face.
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