Chapter 563

"Fortunately, I visited several factories abroad to prepare for the next acquisition. During this gap, my brother and sister had a good meal."

At the moment, Shen Zhou, who is worth hundreds of billions, is wearing a simple cut home clothes. While making dumplings skillfully, he talks about hundreds of millions of business in a casual tone, as if it were a normal thing.

The mirror looks at Shen Zhou. From the perspective of universal aesthetics, Shen Zhouchang is not very handsome. His skin is white, his temperament is elegant and gentle, and with the money filter, he has lost thousands of girls. It is no problem.

At the moment, he is skilled in making dumplings and has a gentle home style.

His face and temperament are full of four words, and the years are quiet.

Shen Zhou noticed Mingjing's eyes, smiled and glanced at Mingjing: "why, I found that elder brother is becoming more and more handsome?"

Even the tone of ridicule is full of mature humor. Getting along with him without any pressure is Shen Zhou's greatest charm.

"Brother, you should pay attention to your health. No matter how busy you are, you should remember to eat. You are much thinner than the last time I saw you."

"Have you lost weight? I don't think so. I have a small belly. It's time to lift the iron."

Shen Zhou is also in his 40s. He doesn't have a three piece suit with bald head and greasy belly. He is quite fresh and has his hair. It's just that business entertainment is indispensable. Over time, his belly will come out, but it doesn't affect the overall image. He doesn't take the overbearing president's suit.

"Sir." Shen Ke walked in quickly: "the telephone from the chamber of Commerce."

Shen Zhou sat still and continued to make dumplings. "As I said, you can wash your hands and make dumplings without mentioning your work today."

Shen Ke nodded to the mirror and said yes. He took his mobile phone and said a few words to it. He put it in his pocket and went into the kitchen to wash his hands.

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"It's a little salty." Shen Zhou bit at the dumplings and frowned.

Old man Shen scolded him: "we don't open a salt farm. We put so much salt to kill me."

Mingjing took a bite. "It's OK. Brother hasn't cooked for a long time. It's good to be able to do this."

"Don't speak for him. I think he did it on purpose." Old man Shen is not happy with Shen Zhou now.

Mingjing finished a plate of dumplings, put down his chopsticks and said, "I have something to tell you."

Old man Shen took a sip of tea. "Don't worry. Speak slowly."

Shen Ke looked at Shen Zhou and guessed what Mingjing was going to say.

"When I went to Jingzhou this time, I found my family."

Old man Shen immediately sat up straight. "Family?"

"Yes, my family, my uncle and grandmother." The bright mirror shows tenderness.

Old man Shen patted his thigh and said excitedly, "that's great. We'll get together for dinner some other day. That's a good thing. How can you say it now? I'll be ready to say it earlier."

The mirror smiled: "there will be a chance in the future."

Shen Zhou said with a smile, "congratulations."

"Thank you, brother. Even if I find my family, you will always be my relatives."

Old man Shen nodded with satisfaction, "girl, your luck is still ahead."

After dinner, old man Shen happily went out with his pony to play chess with his old friend. The servant was cleaning up the kitchen, and Mingjing went to the study with Shen Zhou.

"I have heard everything that happened on the day of Mrs. Bo's birthday party." Shen Zhou turned around and his eyes fell on the mirror.

"Brother, it's too late to know. You've suffered."

"Brother, don't blame yourself. It's my choice."

"It's good to have the Bo family to protect you. I'm sure jiangchunlan won't be fooling around in the future."

Mingjing shook her head with a smile: "brother knows nothing about her madness."

Shen Zhou frowned: "why, is she...?"

The mirror smiled: "jiangchunlan and the ran family have a grudge, nothing more than the death of Jiang Heng. It has been 19 years since Jiang Chunlan left, and Jiang Chunlan can't put it down. It shows the charm of Mr. Jiang."

As soon as the conversation turned, he looked at Shenzhou in the open mirror. "I wonder what's your impression of Mr. Jiang?"

Shen Zhou was stunned. "He is really good. He is a practical man. He is practical and kind-hearted. He had a bright future. It is a pity that he offended ran Bowen."

"In this world, there are villains who are obsessed with the situation and forget about righteousness. There are also upright and righteous gentlemen. Mr. Jiang is a respected gentleman."

It seems that Shen Zhou's eyes show some regret when he recalls some past events.

He thought of the first time he saw Jiang Heng. Although it had been 19 years, he still remembered the gentle eyes and tone of men. He thought of the modest gentleman and gentle as jade in the ancient words. At the moment he saw Jiang Heng, these eight words had specific images, which were almost tailored for him.

He is modest and easygoing, has clean hands, is not afraid of power, sympathizes with the weak, and remains unmoved by the temptations

Such a person, however, died by the sword of the wicked, which makes people sigh that the way of heaven is unfair.

A wisp of setting sun was hidden by dark clouds. The sky and earth suddenly darkened. The wind slipped in through the window and hung a hurricane in the quiet room.

On the book case, a thick book was opened by the wind, and a photo floated lightly along the direction of the wind, as if the seal of time had been opened, and a wisp of fragrance came with the wind.

Mingjing and Shen Zhou looked up at the same time, looking at the picture floating with the wind. It seemed that they were quietly waiting for something to come.

Shen Zhou subconsciously stepped forward to intercept the photo, but it was too late.

The mirror held out its finger and gently clamped the photo.

At this moment, time seems to be still, and something is flowing slowly.

Shen Zhou rolled his Adam's apple and stared at the photo between his fingers in the mirror.

"Mirror..."

The mirror unfolds the picture, and a smiling woman comes into view.

This is a yellowing old photo. The slightly curled corners are enough to see how many times the owner has turned. However, the hazy pixels can not resist the shocking beauty of the woman.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun again fell on the earth. A wisp of setting sun passed through the gap in the tree branches and fell on the photo, reflecting the woman's clear and gentle eyes. I don't know if the sun was too harsh. There was a layer of sadness in the woman's eyes, which made her look so fragile. It was like clear glass. The dust in the world should not pollute her.

The mirror looked at it quietly, as if she were looking at the woman in the photo.

Through the valley of memory, I came to the noisy railway station. The moment I passed by, the woman raised her eyes in panic.

Different places, the same, is such a pair of autumn water for God's clear eyes.

"Miss Su." The mirror whispers.

For a long time, there was no sound in the study, and the silent needle fell.

"Do you know her?" The tone of Shen Zhou's voice was trembling.

"Brother, I have no intention of prying into your privacy, but Miss Su, I am curious."

Shen Zhou sighed: "well, there's nothing to hide. Her name is Su yinci. More than ten years ago, she was a big star who was popular all over the country. She disappeared overnight because she offended people. Now few people know her."

"I've been tracking her down for a long time, but I haven't heard anything from her. But I haven't been idle for so many years. All my questions point to one person."

The mirror sighed softly, "jiangchunlan."

Shen Zhou looked at the woman's gentle smile in the photo: "I suspect it was the misunderstanding caused by the wine party in those years. Jiangchunlan is a more sinister and vicious person than ran Bowen. She must repay her kindness. If she hated Miss Su because of the wine party in those years, she really doesn't deserve Jiang Chen's love."