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That day, I was lying on the sofa, drowsy, but somehow, I fell asleep.

The sky in my dream was a greyish-blue. I stood by the side of the ocean, but I couldn't see the sea as it should have been at the end of the line. There was only a greyish patch everywhere, and I saw Mu Huainan walking towards me.

The delicate features were the same as mine, but not the same.

As if I saw the smile that Mu Huainan couldn't help but reveal, I stopped at the corner of my mouth. It was a complicated and infatuated smile.

He only liked little girls.

It was the only sentence I remembered from my dream when I woke up.

I was covered in cold sweat. I breathed heavily and felt the cold on my buttocks. I realized that the pain in my dream was only because I rolled off the sofa and onto the floor.

Rubbing my ass as I sat up, I saw that the cell phone light on the table was blinking.

When he looked at it, there were several messages from Mu Huainan.

He called me five times, and his WeChat was also flooded with messages, all of them with one word.

"An'an."

I typed a few words back to him: "I fell asleep."

Soon, he called again.

"Uncle Huainan."

When I woke up, my throat was a little hoarse.

"Go and eat something."

I thought he would say something, but after a long period of silence, other than calling out my name deeply, the first thing Mu Huainan did was to tell me to eat.

"I'm not hungry yet." I told him.

"I'll be back with you after I finish my work." he said again.

I've heard this many times, so I think he's just trying to find something to say.

After a long time, when I didn't answer, he called me again.

"An'an."

"Right."

"Don't let your thoughts run wild, don't believe words that have no basis, okay?"

He told me so, but. There's no basis. I don't know what is called no basis.

Just like how he said he likes me, these words have no basis, so, it's not worth believing, is it?

In the end, I didn't ask. I just kept my head down and didn't answer.

Maybe it was because I was too silent that he spoke more. Every time I make a phone call, it's always me blabbering on and on. This is the first time, Mu Huainan took the initiative to say so much.

"Tomorrow, there will be an entertainer called Taylor Swift. I heard that all of you girls like him. Do you want to come and see him? I'll take you guys to dinner. "

I didn't hesitate at all: "Don't trouble yourself, Uncle Huainan. I won't go to Paris. "

When my bluntness might scare Mu Huainan, he was slightly stunned. In the silence, he heard his heavy sigh.

"Anthea, that's not what I meant."

Did he mean to say that his purpose wasn't to get me to Paris? Wasn't he trying to trick me into going to Paris and jumping into the hole he dug?

I'm not fooled.

"I just feel that you're under too much pressure these days. You need to come out and take a walk."

"I'm fine."

It wasn't that he was stubborn, it was that he was fine.

Silence again.

Every time we went through a period of silence, the atmosphere between us became more serious and exhausting.

"Go eat something and have a good night's sleep."

As he said this, he was about to hang up.

I suddenly called out to him, "Uncle Huainan."

"Eh?"

"Why do you like me?"

A soft laugh suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"Because you are my safety."

I couldn't help but ask back, "Then who is Lu Jingyu?"

I couldn't see Mu Huainan's expression on the other side of the phone, all I could feel was the sudden deathly stillness. Slowly, I could hear the heavy breathing of the person on the other side of the phone, all that was suppressed and surging was a complicated secret that was hidden in the darkness.

"An'an." He opened his mouth and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Whatever you want to know, I will tell you. But before that, don't think about it too much, okay?"

He was very gentle, and although I had the feeling that he was the one who had resisted the urge to comfort me, I told him only.

"I'm eighteen."

Can do anything an adult should do, can be responsible for his own behavior, has an independent personality. He even had the right to manage a company.

He didn't say anything, just gave a shallow "En".

After hanging up, my mind didn't seem to be as confused as before. I even felt a little relieved. It was probably because I had finally asked Mu Huainan that question.

Who is Lu Jingyu?

A person with the same surname as me appeared beside my parents, in the mouth of my closest man, in the mouth of the unfamiliar and familiar Uncle Pan. If she really existed, then perhaps, she was my last family member in this world.

Whether it's true or not, I'll try to find her.

Since I couldn't even be bothered to wear slippers, I jogged all the way to where I was, turned on my computer, and typed in the words "Lu Jingyu" in the search box.

Then he pressed the button to return to the car and waited quietly for the result.

A few million search results appeared, but none of them were related to Lu Jingyu.

Most of them were an actress named Jinyu. She was neither hot nor hot, and I couldn't remember anything when I looked at her face.

Even in such a huge online world, he still couldn't find a person with this name. Didn't that mean …

I thought it was too strange as I continued to slide down the mouse. Suddenly, I saw a very old post.

About five years ago.

The title was "To uncover the second and third affairs of the's boss and raise an illegitimate child."

Curious, I clicked in and found that the post had been deleted long ago.

I won't give up, after all, only after looking for so many messages did I find one about our family. Moreover, under my search for "Lu Jingyu", the information would appear, which means that there must have been these three words as the key words in the thread previously.

The blank page except for one line, "The post you are browsing is suspected of violating the rules and has been deleted." There was also the previous poster of the tower lord.

I clicked it and saw that the OP was still active in this neighborhood. He was a rather well-known Eight Trigrams Tower Lord with hundreds of thousands of fans.

I've never used a social platform like this in the country, and I've spent a lot of time registering a number and sending a private message to the owner of the building. But there was no reply.

It makes sense to think about it. After all, no one would bother with my newly registered Little Black.

I had no choice but to go through this person's updated emotional log.

Most of them only had one sentence, or perhaps it was a funny picture, but all of it was just teasing until …

I saw a picture of my father's public relations in front of the media.

It added a sentence, "A good mother and child group's boss, with assets exceeding 100 million, yet unable to maintain the image of his' father with the country's name '. He deserves to be bankrupt."

I think this mood was sent just a few days before I returned home.

At that time, the Lu family wasn't burned down, and I didn't know that such a huge incident had occurred at home.

But this blogger …

I can't help but marvel at the power of Chinese gossipy puppies.

There were hundreds of comments on this mood. I clicked through them one by one and found useful replies. I clicked on the blogger's home page and read them again and again. I didn't believe I couldn't figure out what I wanted to know.

After a few hours of research, my mind was in a mess.

After all, the netizens were able to express their freedom of speech online. As long as the content was not too sensitive, they could say whatever they wanted. The authenticity of the content had to be investigated.

But at least I'm sure of it.

This Lu Jingyu really does exist in this world, and he should be my sister by blood. If he isn't, then it might be the guess of my netizens, my father's illegitimate child outside.

But I've seen pictures of her. The girl looks so much like me that I rule out illegitimate children. She's my sister, I think.

The netizens were guessing that their dad, the CEO of Lu Group, had slowly made a small website that was used as a mother-to-child product into a company that was now on the market. A large part of it came from that turning point over ten years ago, when he had the chance, he had leapt to become a good man in everyone's heart and had been given the title of "Good Dad under the Country's Name".

It was from that day onwards that the Lu Group rose to its peak, step by step. And my father, also using the name of "father with good country name", became the only male spokesperson for the baby and baby products. This image was rooted in the consumer's mentality, and the company grew bigger and bigger.

So, I can probably understand, if Lu Jingyu was really like what Old Pan said, being sent to the hospital to be treated due to a congenital deficiency, by the time I wanted to take her out, it would be impossible to give her an official identity. After all, the title of good father with national name cannot tolerate a single flaw.

Concealed, concealed, just like this, from one lie to another, a bigger lie, when this lie was so big that it could not support the entire face of Lu Group, the lie was leaked, pierced by everyone's sharp eyes, and all the secrets were revealed.

All the hard work of the last few decades.

They were all made insignificant by this lie.