Inside the restaurant on the second floor, Ah Long sat at a table, rinsing Jiang Peitian's bowl and chopsticks.
He glanced up casually and saw Wen Jiaojiao carrying a suitcase, walking forward with her head down through the glass window. He casually remarked:
"Boss, look at that person, isn't that the woman who's with the young master every day?"
Jiang Peitian, looking at the newspaper, frowned slightly upon hearing this, a flash of annoyance crossing his eyes, but he didn't even look up before saying:
"It's so close to where they live, isn't it normal to see her here?"
"But why is she carrying a suitcase? It looks like she's about to leave."
After Ah Long finished speaking, Jiang Peitian looked up in surprise, then pondered for a moment and said:
"I'll wait for Li Zhu here. You go down and see what she's up to."
He originally planned to wait for Li Zhu to bring back the test results before going to Wen Zhaoye to explain the whole story in person.
Although I think it's a good thing that Wen Jiaojiao left Wen Zhaoye, I'm also afraid it will cause other problems.
Ah Long went outside after hearing the shout, and just then Li Zhu walked over. He took out a file bag from his briefcase and said:
"Boss, all the materials are here."
Jiang Peitian glanced at his watch, and without even touching the freshly served food, stood up and said:
"Let's go to his house."
Meanwhile, Wen Zhaoye had just arrived home after receiving his salary and finishing his important tasks. Looking at the locked door, he frowned slightly and said:
"Not home yet?"
Inside the room, the curtains swayed in the wind, and the moment the door was opened, two pieces of paper on the dressing table were scattered by the wind and drifted to the ground.
Wen Zhaoye's heart tightened. He picked up the letter and read it. It read:
"Wen Zhaoye, I am not actually your sister, nor Xu Cuifen's daughter."
Moreover, I don't even know who I am. I just woke up that day and found myself in the back mountain, and everyone said I was Wen Jiaojiao.
I only pretended to be her because I needed a place to eat and stay. Also, I don't like you and don't want to marry you.
You warned me not to refuse you or say I didn't like you, or you'd break my legs. I was so scared I didn't dare say a word.
I'm really leaving this time, taking seven thousand yuan with me. But this doesn't count as running away with your money, since I was the one who suggested the leggings.
This product is sure to be a hit. I'll only take 7,000; the rest is my way of repaying you for supporting me these past few months.
Also, I'm not a big addict, but you've given me androgynous disorder. I hope I never run into you again.
Otherwise, if I had done well back then, I might have beaten you up to your face.
Of course, if I don't do well, please be magnanimous and ignore the above paragraph, and don't try to acknowledge me as your father.
I don't like men who are persistent and clingy, and I hope you won't force me to categorize you as that kind of person either. So please, please don't contact me anymore. Just treat it as a dream.
My final wish is that you find your perfect match soon, have a happy marriage, and be surrounded by many children and grandchildren.
At the very bottom of the letter was a simple drawing of a long-haired stick figure stepping on a stick figure with three hairs on its head, holding a slipper and spanking its bottom, accompanied by the text:
"Let me tell you that I'm addicted, let me tell you that I'm lusting after your body. The resentment I have that I dare not express could feed ten evil sword immortals."
Wen Zhaoye's eyes reddened, and he felt a sense of panic, as if the sky were falling and the earth were collapsing. His hands, holding the letter, trembled uncontrollably as he turned to the next page.
"Ms. Xu, I'm sorry, I'm not your daughter. As for why we look alike, I have no explanation. But I still thank you for taking care of me these past few months."
Your daughter is doing fairly well in Yuncheng with Xu Dajun, and they have a child.
If you want to see her, I don't know the exact address, but you can ask Wen Zhaoye or Li You.
I had tried to persuade her to come back, but she refused and showed no consideration for your retirement.
So, if you don't mind, I'll take care of you in the next few years when you have difficulty walking. I really had no other choice; I didn't mean to impersonate her. I hope you can forgive me.
Wen Zhaoye lowered his bloodshot eyes and pondered for a few seconds. Suddenly, a cold and ruthless look flashed across his handsome face. He tore up the letter Wen Jiaojiao had written to Xu Cuifen and ran out the door.
"Don't let me catch you, or else... you'll have to like it even if you don't like it."
Just then, Jiang Peitian walked to the door, looked at the man running towards him, and said:
"I have something to tell you about your background."
Wen Zhaoye's handsome face turned fierce and gloomy as he said impatiently, "Get out of here. I don't know and I don't want to know."
Jiang Peitian noticed the panic beneath his handsome face, assuming it was because of Wen Jiaojiao. His expression remained composed, and he chuckled softly.
"Okay, tell Ah Long to stop seeing that girl, let's go."
Suddenly, Wen Zhaoye stopped in his tracks. His pupils trembled slightly as he turned his head to look at him and said:
Do you know where she is?
Jiang Peitian said casually:
"The person can't escape."
Wen Zhaoye's eyes were filled with scorching heat:
"Tell me where she is first."
Jiang Peitian raised his eyelids, as if pressuring him, and said:
"First, agree to come back to Hong Kong with me. I will help you expand your business there and also help you find that girl."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhu tactfully handed over the file bag: "Inside is a paternity test result for you and our boss. Please take a look."
Wen Zhaoye didn't go to answer it, and without the slightest hesitation, he said:
"I agree to go back with you, but please tell me about her first."
A genuine smile appeared on Jiang Peitian's face. Deep down, he still felt Wen Jiaojiao wasn't good enough for Wen Zhaoye. He took a few steps closer and advised her:
"It seems she doesn't like you and doesn't want to be with you. Instead of pestering her like this, you'll only annoy her. You might as well let go. In time, you'll be able to let go."
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