Chen Feng nodded and lit a cigarette for Uncle Zhao.
"well!"
Uncle Zhao sighed softly, as he exhaled wisps of smoke, "My young lady is actually a person with a tragic fate."
Why do you say that?
Chen Feng looked puzzled.
He originally thought that Li Wanwan's parents were too busy with work and neglected to spend time with the young rich girl, or that Li Wanwan had been fostered by unfriendly relatives during her childhood, which led to Li Wanwan's current personality.
Judging from Uncle Zhao's words, Li Wanwan's experience seemed to be far more complicated than he had imagined.
"Mr. Edison, could you spend more time with my young lady when you have some free time?"
Uncle Zhao did not answer Chen Feng's question, but said to himself, "I can feel that my young lady is genuinely happy when you are by her side."
"To be honest, I haven't seen her this happy in a long time."
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was even more bewildered, "Uncle Zhao..."
Just then, a beautiful figure rushed out of the building entrance and skipped and hopped to Chen Feng's side.
"Chen Feng, you're back, why aren't you upstairs?"
"Oh, I'll chat with Uncle Zhao for a while."
Chen Feng raised his hand and affectionately ruffled Li Wanwan's hair. "Why didn't you stay home? Why did you run out?"
"Because I heard your voice!"
Li Wanwan smiled sweetly, "Are you hungry? Shall we go eat?"
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, shall we go together?"
Chen Feng turned to look at Uncle Zhao, and didn't forget to give him a wink.
Chen Feng's intention was clear: he wanted to create an opportunity to be alone with Uncle Zhao during the meal so that he could ask Li Wanwan about her experiences.
After all, asking Li Wanwan about her childhood hardships in front of her would be tantamount to reopening her wounds.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Edison."
Uncle Zhao shook his head. "I have other things to attend to later, so I'll take my leave now. I hope you and Miss enjoy your meal."
After saying that, Uncle Zhao drove away in his Rolls-Royce.
Meanwhile, in a high-end residence in the heart of the ancient city.
Chen Shih-han sat on the sofa, looking utterly lost, like a walking corpse.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, and Wang Yaqin and Chen Siqi walked in carrying large and small bags.
"Big sister, you look terrible, are you alright?"
Chen Siqi put down the package and asked.
Before Chen Shihhan could reply, Wang Yaqin gently nudged Chen Siqi, "Haoran is about to finish class, go and pick him up quickly."
Chen Siqi glanced at her dejected older sister, then at her mother with a burning gaze, and said, "Mom, my older sister seems to have something on her mind."
Wang Yaqin's brows furrowed immediately. "I told you to pick up Haoran, didn't you understand?"
"Forehead……"
Startled, Chen Siqi turned and walked out the door.
"Mom, the private investigator I hired sent me a message saying that he can no longer reveal any information about Chen Feng to me."
Chen Shihhan said, "He also said that Chen Feng is on the blacklist of private detectives in the ancient city. Not only him, but the entire industry will no longer investigate Chen Feng."
Wang Yaqin raised an eyebrow. "So, that's why you have such a long face?"
Chen Shih-Han nodded.
Her greatest wish is to get Chen Feng and the Chen family to put aside their past grievances.
But now things are really messed up. She can't even get any news about Chen Feng, so how can she expect to get his forgiveness? How can she expect to reconcile Chen Feng and the Chen family?
"cut!"
Wang Yaqin snorted coldly, "I thought it was something big, but after all this fuss, it's just this?"
"Mom, don't you understand what this means?"
Chen Shihhan explained, "We don't have Chen Feng's specific address or his contact number. We don't even know which major or class Chen Feng is studying at Gucheng Finance and Economics."
"Without the help of a private investigator, finding Chen Feng would be as difficult as climbing to heaven!"
Wang Yaqin curled her lip, "Don't exaggerate. Isn't that little bastard studying at Gucheng Finance and Economics School? If you want to find him, just go to the school. I don't believe you can't find him."
"Mom, there are nearly 20,000 undergraduate students studying at Gucheng Finance alone. Finding Chen Feng among 20,000 people is like finding a needle in a haystack!"
Chen Shih-han's tone was somewhat anxious, "Moreover, university is different from high school. University students have a lot of freedom, and even the counselors of each class don't know what the students are up to."
"Furthermore, Chen Feng has always considered himself an orphan, so to put it bluntly, even if something happens to his health, we won't receive any news."
As Wang Yaqin arranged the things she had bought on the coffee table, she sneered, "That's really terrible."
Hearing this, Chen Shih-han breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, her efforts paid off, and Wang Yaqin finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
“Mom, I think we should find a way to keep track of Chen Feng’s condition in real time. After all, he has a heart condition, he…”
Before Chen Shihhan could finish speaking, Wang Yaqin interrupted her loudly, "You seem to have misunderstood me. What I meant was that it was really terrible not to receive the news that that little beast had died tragically from a heart attack immediately."
Chen Shihhan was stunned. "Mom, what are you talking about? Chen Feng... he's your son!"
No, he isn't.
Wang Yaqin waved her hand impatiently, "From the moment he beat Haoran, he was no longer my son."
"Also, judging by the time, Haoran will be back soon."
"Don't mention that little bastard's name again, lest you ruin Haoran's good mood."
After saying that, Wang Yaqin got up and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Chen Shihhan, sitting on the sofa, paused for a moment before her gaze fell on the coffee table.
There were various items displayed there, clearly bought by Wang Yaqin specifically for Chen Haoran.
There was deep-sea fish oil, all kinds of high-end snacks, the latest iPod, and an original iPhone from Apple.
Chen Shih-han's eyelids twitched.
If she remembers correctly, the original iPhone cost a whopping $599 and was not sold in China.
To use this phone in the country, you'll need to pay an extra 4,000 yuan.
In other words, Wang Yaqin spent 10,000 yuan simply because Chen Haoran mentioned being interested in iPhones.
In the past, Chen Shihhan might not have felt anything was wrong, but now, the Chen family's economic situation is completely different.
Chen Siqi sold all the houses under her name to pay the school selection sponsorship fee for Chen Haoran...
This shows that Wang Yaqin's affection for her adopted son, Chen Haoran, is deeply ingrained.
In contrast, Chen Feng...
Wang Yaqin not only didn't care about why the private investigator refused to continue investigating Chen Feng, but she also wished that Chen Feng would have a heart attack and die outside!
Who is Wang Yaqin's biological son, Chen Feng or Chen Haoran?
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