Bai Liyue lightly supported Grandpa's back, and said in understanding: "Grandpa, I understand."
Elder Mu sighed several times, and asked unwillingly, "Liyue, is Jing Chen really unable to come back now?"
Bai Liyue shook her head.
"Grandpa, let's tell you that, he is now the young master of Jiangcheng Ling's family, Ling Mohan.
I don't know what has happened since his accident. I will find out one by one when the time comes.
But Jiangcheng, you should have heard about it, that is the gathering place of power, and the Ling family is also a nobleman in Jiangcheng, with great power.
I went to him once, but he was very strange to me. He didn't even remember that he was Mu Jingchen, and the Ling family refused to admit that this was Jingchen. "
Mr. Mu sounded a little confused.
"I've heard of the Ling family. One of the four great families in Jiangcheng is indeed an aristocrat among the nobles.
But if Jingchen replaced Ling Mohan as the young master of the Ling family, wouldn't those in Jiangcheng who knew Ling Mohan know? "
"Grandpa, this is the strangest thing about me. Jing Chen and Ling Mohan are actually very similar.
So I guessed that Ling Mohan and Jing Chen should be half brothers. "
Mr. Mu's face was surprised, and he was startled for a while before he slowly said, "It's that woman..."
Seeing how strange grandpa looked, Bai Liyue asked, "Grandpa, do you know that Mrs. Ling?"
Elder Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I don't know Mrs. Ling, but I know Jing Chen's biological mother, that woman, huh..."
Elder Mu didn't want to say much, but seeing Bai Liyue's expectant gaze, he opened his mouth again: "You probably don't know, Jing Chen's mother.
Her name is Wan Qing. Many years ago, she was a first-line actress in the entertainment industry. Later, she met Zhiming and gradually retired and gave birth to Jingchen.
After the financial crisis, the Mu family faced huge debts, and this woman had the heart to leave Jingchen and Zhiming behind, not knowing where she went, she left for decades.
At that time, Jingchen was too young and I was afraid that he would be too sad, so I left him a letter to comfort him in the name of that woman.
If it weren't for this woman, Jing Chen wouldn't have been that kind of indifferent and withdrawn character since childhood.
If that Mrs. Ling was really a woman like Wan Qing, it would not be surprising, she wanted to keep Jing Chen by her side!
But she didn't want to think about whether she was worthy or not! Ahem..."
Speaking of excitement, Old Man Mu was full of blood, coughing violently.
Bai Liyue was surprised by what grandpa said.
In this way, if Mrs. Ling is Wan Qing, then she asks Mu Jingchen to pretend to be Ling Mohan, because she wants to keep Mu Jingchen by her side?
"Grandpa, don't get excited, but one thing doesn't make sense. As far as I know, Mrs. Ling also has a biological son named Ling Mohan.
She regards Jing Chen as Ling Mohan, but her biological son has disappeared. This has always been the most confusing thing for me. "
Father Mu naturally couldn't figure it out, but then he gave a cold snort.
"Liyue, this woman can abandon her husband and son years ago, it proves that she has no heart, so you must not underestimate her cruelty.
But you are right. The Ling family is in Jiangcheng, and even our Mu family can't compete. If she really wants to let Jingchen stay by her side, then she must have made enough preparations.
Even if we were to force someone, it would be of no avail, she would never admit it, plus Jing Chen couldn't remember the past, this matter was afraid it would become more and more complicated. "
Seeing Grandpa sighing, Bai Liyue grabbed Grandpa's cold, dry hands.
"Grandpa, don't worry, leave this to me. When I finish dealing with Mu's affairs, I will go to Jiangcheng. I will check everything out and bring him back.
I also believe that Jing Chen will remember me and grandpa, reuniting with our family.
However, before that, grandpa, we must first maintain this home. Jingchen's funeral must not be held. "
Elder Mu stretched out his hand and patted Bai Liyue's shoulder: "My child, I have worked hard for you. I have been looking for Jingchen everywhere for so many days. I have to worry about the family affairs when I come back. Grandpa is really ashamed of you."
"Grandpa, don't say that, we are a family."
Bai Liyue raised her eyes to look at Grandpa, curling her lips.
The elderly man in front of him, I don't know when, Bai Liyue had already regarded him as her relative.
After speaking a few words with grandpa, Bai Liyue confessed a few more words, telling grandpa not to worry and take a good rest.
After that, she turned off the lamp and went out of grandpa's room.
When she returned to the room with Mu Jingchen, the familiar decorations in the room made her mind surge.
In her room with Mu Jingchen, all the furnishings are in accordance with her preferences.
He knew that she was allergic to pollen, and the room was filled with high-definition artificial flowers with the fragrance of real flowers.
He knew that she didn't like complicated colors, so the decoration of the room was mainly simple and generous.
He remembered all her hobbies, but only forgot one.
Bai Liyue looked at everything familiar in the room and said softly: "You know I need you by my side, but you are not there."
…
now.
Jiangcheng is a few thousand kilometers away from S city.
Lingjia.
In Ling Mohan's room.
In the middle of the night, Ling Mohan was still sitting in the study room without resting.
He seems to be accustomed to this feeling, he always can't fall asleep late at night.
The fingers with well-knotted joints lightly lifted and stopped at the chest.
Because just now, he hurt a lot here.
He stared at the computer in front of him with cold eyes. What the computer page showed was the news of Mu Jingchen's death reported by S City.
Suddenly remembering the last banquet in his mind, the woman suddenly hugged him, with tears in her eyes, calling him Mu Jingchen.
But under his search, he found that the woman was really Mu Jingchen's wife.
She is really Mu Jingchen's wife.
Ling Mohan tapped his fingers quickly, searching for information about Bai Liyue.
The well-known designer An Qi, once served as the chief designer in the M Moser Group, became an instant hit for endorsing the first phase of the M Moser Group's women's clothing, and is almost well-known in S City.
According to all the information, she has absolutely no problems with her intelligence.
Therefore, at the hotel, it was impossible to make such a move for no reason.
Ling Mohan flipped through Mu Jingchen's photo.
He found that Mu Jingchen looked a lot like him.
He has no doubts about this.
Mu Jingchen is dead, so she will recognize herself as Mu Jingchen.
But why do they look so alike?
Ling Mohan's hands placed on the keyboard gradually dropped.
With cold eyes, he raised his foot and walked out of the study.
The corridor outside the study was dark.
In the dark, his leather shoes touched the floor, making a palpitating "stomping" sound.
The sound of this leather shoe ended up in the corner room on the third floor of Ling's house.
Ling Mohan raised his hand to hold the door handle and opened it gently.
The room was dark, but one could clearly hear a person's heavy breathing because of pain.