An Ren's eyes lit up as he opened the news. It said that someone had secretly taken a photo of Feng Yulin and a young man named Ling Jue. The two seemed to be on good terms, even better than Feng Yulin and Wei Jingnian, Bai Qingyi.
The photo was very blurry. Even he could not recognize it. Was that Feng Yulin...
However, the news could not be groundless.
In other words, Feng Yulin really had a kid that he loved very much
It was not his nephew, it was not a member of the Feng family...
It was a kid named Ling Jue.
He saw Ling Jue on Weibo. When he searched, all that came out were Ling Jue's fans and photos of Ling Jue.
This kid was also very exquisite, even more so than all the little boys he had ever seen.
An Ren was deep in thought. Could this be Feng Yulin's weakness?
It should be the right place to start!
The corners of his lips curled into a smile. Let's capture this kid and try it out first.
If it was a mistake, then he would be considered unlucky. If it was true, he could give Feng Yulin a blow.
An Ren dialed a certain number.
"Go there and get someone. Catch that Ling Jue for me and bring him to the old place."
"Yes."
...
When An Chen returned home, his face was filled with pain. His mother, who loved him so much, had died.
However, he did not see his father. He only saw his sister, who was eating downstairs.
The little girl's eyes were red, as if she had lost a few kilograms
"Xiaomeng."
"Brother?!" An Xiaomeng turned her head when she heard his words. She was pleasantly surprised. "Brother, you're finally back. Wu, wu! Brother!"
She hugged An Chen and started crying. "Brother, mommy was killed by that scoundrel, Venom!"
An Chen comforted her. "Don't cry. Xiaomeng, don't cry. Tell brother what happened."
An Xiaomeng nodded and told him everything she knew.
"A few days ago, mommy was in a bad mood and even quarreled with daddy. Then, she was killed a few hours later."
"Wait a minute." An Chen felt that something was not right. His eyes dimmed. "Tell brother after we go back to the room."
"Why do we have to go back to my room to talk?" An Xiaomeng did not understand. "I haven't finished eating yet."
"Let's go. We'll eat after we talk." An Chen brought his sister upstairs.
An Xiaomeng looked confused, but she still listened to her brother and told him everything she knew.
"Some time ago, I told mom that I really like Ling Jue from Class A 1. Then, mom said that she would help me find Uncle Yue Chan to invite Ling Jue to my birthday party. Unfortunately, Uncle Yue Chan did not succeed, so mom planned to go find Ling Jue personally... Then, she came back in a bad mood. She was unhappy every day, as if she would throw things from time to time. At first, I thought it was Ling Jue's fault, so I went to ask Ling Jue. Who knew that he was not at home after that? I heard that he went abroad. I asked my mother, and she also said that she did not find Ling Jue..."
An Chen frowned. What did this have to do with anything?
"Then, it was last Friday. My mother and my father had a fight, and it was very fierce. She threw all the things that father gave her and took them back to my grandmother's house." An Xiaomeng wiped away her tears. "Then, two days ago, her father called her back and made up with mom. Mom also forgave him. She even told me that she would take me to see you in a few days."
An Xiaomeng's tears rolled down her cheeks. An Chen took out a tissue to wipe her tears.
"Who knew that just after dark today, someone came into the presidential palace. I heard screams. When I went downstairs, I heard that mom was killed. Sob sob..."