"The old tailor in the house must be the driver that Jiang Ke's father mentioned. The car he got into was Jiang Mingxi's family's car. The car took him to a hotel in Rongcheng, where he was murdered by Jiang Ke's father."
"You mentioned before that the staff at the residence said that the old tailor repeatedly expressed his gratitude to the person who saved his life years ago, who left him 10,000 yuan."
"He probably survived on that 10,000 yuan while being chased by Jiang Ke's father."
The next morning, Song Bai, who had been searching for most of the night, called Song Lan.
"The police interrogated Jiang Ke's family overnight. Jiang Ke's father insisted that he had deliberately caused the car accident on the highway to sabotage the bidding process, hoping to distract his grandfather and father..."
Song Bai paused for a moment, his voice barely audible.
"So many years have passed, Xiaolan, it's a fact that Mom died. Whether she was accidentally hit by a truck driver or by Jiang Ke's father, the ending is the same."
"The only difference is that Jiang Ke's father committed the crime, making him an enemy of our family, but now the police have arrested him, and based on what he did, it's enough to sentence him to a lifetime of imprisonment."
Song Lan understood what her elder brother meant.
The older brother was afraid that this incident would be brought up again, causing him to fall into some kind of inescapable cycle of pain.
He was carrying an egg pancake in his hand.
He went out early in the morning to find the stall, paid the stall owner, and lent the stall to Jiang Mingxi.
With a plastic bag wrapped around her fingers, Song Lan looked down at the white bag.
Last night.
Jiang Mingxi held his hand and said, "The past, when you weren't treated well, will surely lead to a better future."
Song Lan hummed in agreement. "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."
Hearing that his tone was relatively normal, Song Bai breathed a slight sigh of relief and asked casually but actually probingly, "What are you doing now? With Xiaoxi? Why are you up so early?"
Speaking of Jiang Mingxi.
Song Lan smiled slightly. "He's asleep. I made him an egg pancake. I just got in the elevator."
He paused for a moment.
To put my family's mind at ease.
Song Lan said firmly, "Brother, don't worry about it. I've already promised Jiang Mingxi that if he can't find his mother, I'll be his mother. So, I won't commit suicide anymore. I will live a good life."
Holding the phone, Song Bai, brimming with concern for his younger brother:...
What?
What did you say?
What role would you play for Jiang Mingxi?
"Brother, I'm going to press the elevator button now. Don't worry, I'm fine."
After comforting his older brother, Song Lan, with a righteous look on his face, hung up the phone and went to press the elevator button.
The Song Family.
When Song Bai made the phone call, Old Master Song and his sister-in-law kept a close eye on him, keeping track of the progress.
Seeing Song Bai's expression, as if he'd been struck by lightning, Old Master Song jumped in fright, "Your brother committed suicide again?"
The older sister-in-law turned pale with fright, "Where's Xiaoxi? Was she frightened?"
After hanging up the phone, Song Bai's expression shifted from one of utter shock to one of utter disgust. He twitched his lips several times before finally managing to say, "At least he didn't commit suicide."
Old Master Song became even more worried, "Why the expression on your face if he didn't commit suicide? What did he do?"
For a moment, Old Master Song even imagined that Song Lan might have impulsively carried explosives to blow up the police station!
He said he would be Jiang Mingxi's mother from now on.
For the first time in his life, in that instant, Old Master Song's eyes opened to their widest extent.
Bang!
The sister-in-law, startled by the sudden shock, dropped her phone.
The older sister-in-law looked horrified. "He's going to marry Jiang Mingxi's father?"
Old Master Song's eyes never imagined that in such a short time, they could reach new heights and experience a second spring.
Is there no maximum, only ever-growing size?
Turning his head to look at his usually reliable granddaughter-in-law, Old Master Song felt a little unsteady on his feet. But being a seasoned veteran in the business world, he managed to maintain a semblance of composure and weakly asked, "Haven't we found Xiaoxi's biological parents yet?"
The sister-in-law instantly regained her composure and exclaimed excitedly, "That's right! There's still hope!"
Song Bai:...
Old Master Song slapped his Big Head. "I'm going to have a smoke."
Inside the elevator.
Just as Song Lan hung up the phone and was about to press the elevator button, this elevator, reserved for top-floor guest rooms and only accessible to top-floor guests with a special elevator card, suddenly opened.
As a public figure, Song Lan subconsciously lowered her head and turned away.
" Song Lan?"
Feng Moshan stepped into the elevator carrying a thermos, looking somewhat surprised at the people already inside, then at what Song Lan was carrying—
Egg pancake?
As Feng Moshan pressed the elevator button and waited for the elevator doors to close, he said speechlessly, "Why did you give Jiang Mingxi an egg pancake?"
The person who arrived was Feng Moshan, and the wariness that had risen in Song Lan's heart dissipated.
She waved the egg pancake she was carrying and rolled her eyes at Feng Moshan. "What's wrong with an egg pancake? Is it something you can't eat?"
Feng Moshan rolled his eyes at him, "Of course you can't eat it. It's your first time..."
Suddenly, I realized something.
A hint of gossipy amusement flashed across Feng Moshan's face. Suppressing his expression, Feng Moshan leaned closer to Song Lan and asked, "Excuse me, but how did you two sleep last night?"
Song Lan glanced at Feng Moshan sideways, "Don't worry about it, we slept very well."
Yesterday, he slept close to Jiang Mingxi Jiang Mingxi on the floor next to her.
They talked for half the night before going to sleep.
Looking at Song Lan's satisfied expression, Feng Moshan sighed silently. Damn it, how could he have such a pure-hearted brother?
The elevator goes directly to the top-floor guest rooms.
After exiting the elevator, the two went back to their respective rooms, one on each side.
As soon as he entered, Feng Moshan walked quickly toward Zhao Ke.
Zhao Ke immediately dropped his phone and pleaded, "No, no, no! Feng Moshan! It's been a whole night, please let me get some sleep, please, your elephant is the best elephant in the world."
Feng Moshan held Zhao Ke's head and bent down to kiss him on the lips.
As she placed the porridge on the bedside table, she said to him, "Last night, we tried to get Song Lan and Jiang Mingxi drunk, but it was all for nothing. Judging by their appearance, neither of them slept."
Zhao Ke breathed a sigh of relief.
Turns out they were just watching the show.
It's not about eating him.
He perked up at this, immediately picking up his phone and waving it at Feng Moshan, " Jiang Mingxi just messaged me, saying he suspects Song Lan has a problem with her sexual function. Last night, even though he was completely naked, Song Lan still resolutely slept on the floor with the blanket."
Feng Moshan ripped off his tie.
Looking at Zhao Ke's excited little eyes.
"Honey, I think you're still full of energy."
Zhao Ke's previously amused smile froze on his face, followed by a furious outburst, " Feng Moshan, you beast! You're entrapping me!"
Feng Moshan approached him, holding his loosened tie.