The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Zhan Xiaocheng used to always sneer at the plots in those romantic dramas.

When the protagonist is in distress, the weather is always bad, and there will always be a downpour waiting for the protagonist.

Then the protagonist walks alone in the wind and rain, with no end in sight and no hope.

But now, when he was walking alone on the long empty street, when a heavy rain drenched his hair, he suddenly understood the effect of rainy weather.

It really fit the occasion, at least no one saw him crying, because the rain washed his face and the tears were mixed in, no one knew.

He just walked aimlessly, neither dodging nor in a hurry, letting the heavy rain wash his face.

At this time, he was finally able to cry unscrupulously in this heavy rain.

What is this?What is all this?

How did he become Hu Weiren's son?How could he...become Xiao Ning's son who killed his mother's enemy?
He looked up at the sky, wanting to question why God arranged such a cruel plot on him.

But no one responded to him, it was just raining, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, he walked under a culvert, where there were actually two homeless people curled up in a corner.

Seeing the wet Zhan Xiaocheng coming in, the wanderer opened his eyes, moved his body kindly, and gave Zhan Xiaocheng some of his position.

"Thank you."

Without the good intentions of rejecting the homeless, Zhan Xiaocheng sat directly on the dirty cushion, with a pungent smell of urine lingering in his nostrils, but he didn't care anymore at this moment.

"You look... You are also a rich man, why are you in such a mess?"

The night was long, and the homeless also sat up, looking at the rain scene outside, while casually chatting with Zhan Xiaocheng.

"Yeah, why am I so embarrassed? I don't know how I became so embarrassed?"

Zhan Xiaocheng pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

"Until now, I still feel like I am dreaming. I always feel that when I wake up from this dream, everything will return to normal."

The homeless pouted, and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhan Xiaocheng's thigh fiercely.

Zhan Xiaocheng was so pinched that he couldn't help but groaned, and pushed the homeless away.

"Look, you still know it hurts! So young man, wake up, this is not a dream, this is reality!"

The homeless said dismissively: "When I was dreaming, I dreamed that I was Zhan Xiaocheng, the president of the Zhan Group. I had a lot of food and drink, and my wives and concubines were in groups. I could spend money as I wanted. Who would dare to say that I am not?" ? But what about waking up from the dream?"

Speaking of this, the homeless man spread his hands: "After waking up from the dream, look, I'm still lying in this culvert eating the wind, and I don't even know where tomorrow's breakfast is, so recognize the facts and don't take chances!"

"Do you know Battle Owl City?"

Zhan Xiaocheng said hoarsely: "Then do you think Zhan Xiaocheng is happy?"

"Happiness, I must be happy. This kind of rich man was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Tsk tsk, he is hundreds of times nobler than us when he lands. He has been pampered and pampered since he was a child. He is living a life like a fairy."

Although the homeless man is poor, it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything. He is also very concerned about current affairs and knows that the richest person in Beicheng is called Zhan Xiaocheng.

"No, he's not happy at all."

Zhan Xiaocheng looked at the rain outside, his voice was a little erratic.

"He was not liked by his mother since he was a child, and he was even abused when he grew up. Later, he finally met the woman he liked, but was forced to separate. Later, he reunited with his beloved. ..."

Who knew that he and she had become enemies!

"Ordinary talents are good. Ordinary people don't have to go through the disputes and snatches of rich families, and don't have to cheat and turn against each other. How good is it?"

Zhan Xiaocheng smiled, with a slightly sad expression.

The wanderer looked at Zhan Xiaocheng thoughtfully, and said: "What you said, if you weren't sitting with me at this moment, I would suspect that you are Zhan Xiaocheng himself."

Zhan Xiaocheng smiled and said nothing.

The homeless man continued: "You rich men, you are too full to eat, you don't know how hard it is to be hungry, and you don't know how hard it is to be an ordinary person."

"Do you have a story to tell me too?" Zhan Xiaocheng glanced at the homeless man and asked.

The homeless man was silent for a long time before he said: "My child was abducted 20 years ago. My wife was so shocked that she went crazy and died in the water. I was the only one left. I have been looking for my child for the past 20 years. .”

"did you find it?"

Warlord City asked.

The homeless man shook his head, his old eyes were full of desolation.

"If I were rich, powerful and powerful like you, my children wouldn't have to play alone on the side of the road and meet bad guys, and I wouldn't have to work while wandering around looking for children."

"If I were Zhan Xiaocheng, I only need to hook my fingers, and countless people will help me find my child all over the country. Do you think I spent 20 years looking for my lost child?"

Having said that, the wanderer looked at Zhan Xiao City.

"If you have experienced this, you will know how important it is to have power and money. At least, you can protect your children. At least, your wife doesn't have to be hit and go crazy..."

At this moment, Zhan Xiaocheng suddenly felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He missed his daughter and son very much, and he even thought, if he was poor, if one day the Feng family also collapsed overnight, what would his wife and children do?
Will his two sons and daughters be abducted like the children of homeless people? Not seeing each other for 20 years?

Just thinking about it, Zhan Xiaocheng's heart hurts like hell, no, no!
"So don't moan about nothing, let alone pretend you don't care, and push away the money and power you get. When you have money and power, you are a god on high. When you have nothing, look, you are just like me, a slave." A beggar whom people despise!"

The wanderer looked at Zhan Xiao City and said earnestly.

"You should have children at your age, right? You haven't thought about your children? Without your protection, what will your children do in the future?"

These words were like a needle, piercing fiercely into the softest and most painful place in Zhan Xiaocheng's heart.

Feng Yuning's question when he was about to go out came to his mind.

"As a father, do you think you can walk away? Do you think you can throw the burden of raising children on me alone?"

Yes, he is a father, he is a man, how can he be so selfish?

At this moment, I saw a hurried figure appearing on the originally empty long street, rushing over here.

When that person got closer and closer, Zhan Xiaocheng finally saw the other person's face clearly.

The person holding an umbrella and stepping on the rain is the person he knows the most, the person he relies on the most, and the person he trusts the most!

That person is Sanhe!