sinovels Chapter 78: Chapter 78
Chapter 78: Chapter 78
Mrs. Zeng was calm on the surface, and she didn't seem to be surprised by Yan Wenbo's remarks. Regarding his son, perhaps there have been reports in the major news before. It can be reported, and his son died 22 years ago, which is not such a sensation. Anyone who can understand it knows it, but ordinary people don't know it.
Now that she has found this supernatural program group, the supernatural program group will naturally research and discuss her family background, and she will not know how much she can learn about it on the Internet. Perhaps the program group will also check the news of his son's death. He arrived and told this so-called young man.
Therefore, she would not be surprised, let alone think that this young man is capable or bluffing.
"That's right, what else?" Madam Zeng looked at Yan Wenbo seriously, wanting to know more.
"Can you show me a picture of your son?" Yan Wenbo needed something to continue to understand his son's life in depth.
"Butler Wang, bring Xiaofeng's photo." Madam Zeng was quite happy.
Ye Nuochen found Steward Wang who came from nowhere, turned around and walked upstairs, and he followed to look at the railing of the corridor on the third floor, a young man in white was leaning on the railing, looking down at the people below, and Slowly moved his eyes to his face, although the outline of the face was blurred, but he could still vaguely see the facial features, his eyebrows and eyes looked like someone he was familiar with, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while .
He noticed that the boy in white was smiling brightly at him, as if he was looking at a friend he had known for many years.
Yan Wenbo glanced at Ye Nuochen, then looked in his direction, but still couldn't see anything.
After a while, Steward Wang came down from upstairs, holding a photo in his hand, and handed it to Mrs. Zeng.
Madam Zeng looked down at the photo in her hand, her eyes turned red.
Yan Wenbo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his expression froze.
The host moved his head slightly, and when he saw the boy in the photo, he couldn't help sighing: "Mrs. Zeng's son is really good-looking, as good-looking as Mrs. Zeng, what a pity..."
"Here!" After deliberating for a while, Mrs. Zeng handed the photo to Yan Wenbo with some reluctance.
Yan Wenbo's face was calm, and he took the photo with a surging heart. Looking at the face on it that was exactly the same as Mu Lingsheng's, he reached out his hand to touch it, and then closed his eyes.
Ye Nuochen was sitting next to him, watching him take the photo, and quickly turned his face to take a look, which startled him, isn't this Mu Lingsheng?No wonder the boy in white looked at him with familiar and kind eyes, it turned out that his feeling was right.
Everyone at the scene looked at Yan Wenbo holding their breath, even Mrs. Zeng, eager to know what this young man could see.
About 3 minutes later, Yan Wenbo opened his eyes, his face was flushed, his breathing was a little short, and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
He glanced at Mrs. Zeng, with an ugly expression and a little anger: "Mrs. Zeng, you still don't feel that what you have done has hurt your son so much, and you still don't know how to repent until he dies. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Mrs. Zeng.
Mrs. Zeng was flustered in her heart, but on the surface she kept a calm attitude, she slightly parted her lips, and asked doubtfully, "Why did Master Yan say that?"
"Mrs. Zeng, you beat the mandarin ducks very well. In order to break them up, you did everything possible. You even created misunderstandings for them. The two of them didn't know that they loved each other so much until they died." Yan Wenbo continued, his mood was very calm, The anger did not diminish.
"Really?" Mrs. Zeng smiled suddenly, and replied calmly: "My Bai family came from a wealthy family, but there was a son with abnormal sexual orientation. In order to change his sexual orientation, I used means to tear him apart. What's wrong with the two of them marrying him a daughter of the right family?"
"Then do you know why he is pestering you now?"
"Help him fulfill his wish. As for what his wish is, I don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to come here." Mrs. Zeng said, looking around at the crowd, and finally stopped her gaze on Ye Nuochen's face, muttering Said: "He and Wang Xi are almost carved out of the same mold."
Everyone's eyes shifted to Ye Nuochen's face, everyone looked confused, except for Yan Wenbo, they didn't know what Mrs. Zeng meant by this sentence.
Ye Nuochen seemed to know something in an instant, snatched the photo from Yan Wenbo, and looked at the boy on it, it was Mu Lingsheng!It's just that the age is different, and the dim yellow color of the photo still can't conceal Mu Lingsheng's handsome and charming face.
"Who is Wang Xi?" the host asked Madam Zeng.
Mrs. Zeng lowered her head, a little embarrassed to speak, and said in a low voice: "The boy he likes is the son of Steward Wang."
Butler Wang is no longer here at this moment.
So this is the most recent life between him and Mu Lingsheng, it should be the ninth life, right?It was such a coincidence that they ran into their previous lives here.
In this way, the well-matched young lady should be He Baozhu, right?This woman is destined to be a stumbling block for them to be together, always inserted between them, full of presence, like a dog's skin plaster that cannot be shaken off, and in this life too, her soul will be stored in Lin Ke's body and continue to tear them apart.
"Ah?" The host realized later, and asked again, "Does Steward Wang know about his son being with your son?"
"I know." Mrs. Zeng didn't look up, and said in a decadent tone: "Butler Wang has no father or mother since he was a child. My husband kindly took him in. He has been staying in our house for more than twenty years and has been loyal to us. After learning that his son had seduced my son, he did a lot of ideological work and almost broke the relationship between father and son. I am very grateful to him for his profound understanding of righteousness."
"Wang Xi seduced your son?" Ye Nuochen couldn't help but asked Madam Zeng angrily.
"What's the matter?" Mrs. Zeng raised her head suddenly, stared straight at Ye Nuochen's face, and looked into his eyes aggressively: "Isn't it a seduction? He thought he was pretty, so he seduced my son." , Isn’t the purpose of wanting to be with my son just to covet my family’s power, status and money? The sad thing is that he is not a girl, but a man. If he is a girl, I will definitely not stop them both.”
"Your son really likes him, so why seduce him?" Ye Nuochen continued to be angry, the kind he couldn't suppress at all, and he was frightened by Mrs. Zeng's gaze, as if he had returned to 22 years ago when he was attracted by Mrs. Zeng. The vicious scene is vivid and terrifying.
It turned out that his and Mu Lingsheng's previous lives were torn apart and killed by Mrs. Zeng, and so was Mu Lingsheng.This sinful woman can still live so chicly, it's God's eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mrs. Zeng raised the decibel and said angrily, "My son has never been sincere to him, how can he like him? This is my family matter, what do you mean by arguing with me here as an outsider!"
"You know?" At some point, Ye Nuochen stopped using honorifics to Mrs. Zeng, and became more and more emotional, completely unaware that she was recording a program.
Seeing this, the host's expression became serious, and he squinted at Ye Nuochen in an ugly way, and warned: "Ye Nuochen, why are you talking to Mrs. Zeng in such a tone? Anyway, Mrs. Zeng is as old as your mother At this age, you should be polite and respectful, why are you arguing with her? It’s like complaining about homosexuality, how desperate and sad a mother should be when she finds out that her son is gay, what’s wrong with doing this?”
"Sorry!" Ye Nuochen suddenly came to his senses, what happened to him just now, thinking of this, he looked up to the stairs again, and found that the boy in white was still there, but he didn't smile, but had a desolate and angry face.