After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Zhiyi suppressed the nausea, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"About Yuan Bufan's identity..."

"I know." Shen Zhiyi interrupted Yan Chenfeng, "He is Fang Zhuo, right?"

Yan Chenfeng was taken aback, "You know?"

"I met Shen Jiaojiao on Rhine Island, and she said that Yuan Bufan's son Yuanzhen is her son Longlong."

"Reminiscent of Yuan Bufan's endless targeting of us in China, I have already guessed it."

"Also, I thought his face was a bit strange a long time ago, and I asked Zhou Jinghuai if he had plastic surgery."

"All things put together, the answer is obvious."

Yan Chenfeng didn't expect Shen Zhiyi's reaction to be so calm, and couldn't help asking: "Since you already know, why didn't you tell me?"

"There's nothing to say, right?" Shen Zhiyi bent his lips, "Whether he is Fang Zhuo or Yuan Bufan, the crimes he bears are the same, and now he has paid the price for what he did, that's enough .”

Yan Chenfeng felt that what Shen Zhiyi said made sense, "Then what are you going to do with him?"

"Jin Nan said that you are going to make Rhine Island into a prison, and I think that would be fine." Shen Zhiyi said, "I remember you told me before that if you want to make a person's life worse than death, you only need to take him away." the most important thing."

"Fang Zhuo values ​​power and status the most, as well as the appreciation of his elders."

"Now he has none of them. For him, living should be more painful than death."

Yan Chenfeng nodded, acquiescing to Shen Zhiyi's statement.

Not only did he want to lock Fang Zhuo there, he also wanted people to watch him and not allow him to commit suicide.

It would be best if he could live until he was seventy or eighty years old, which would be enough to relieve the hatred in his heart.

While thinking, Shen Zhiyi suddenly frowned.

Immediately afterwards, he got up and rushed to the bathroom.

Yan Chenfeng vaguely heard the sound of retching coming from inside.

Thinking of Jin Nan telling him that Shen Zhiyi was not feeling well, Yan Chenfeng's heart suddenly lifted.

After a while, the woman came out of the bathroom with an ugly expression on her face.

"Go, I'll take you to the hospital." Yan Chenfeng took clothes for Shen Zhiyi without saying a word.

"At this time?" Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened, "I'm fine, but my stomach is not feeling well, and I've already taken medicine."

"Are you too lazy to go? Then I'll call the doctor over."

"It's really unnecessary..." Shen Zhiyi held down the man's hand taking out his cell phone, "It's so late, everyone is resting, and I've already made an appointment for a physical examination at the hospital, so I'll be more at ease when I have a full body examination."

Under Shen Zhiyi's persuasion, Yan Chenfeng finally gave up the idea of ​​asking the doctor to come.

But he still went to the bathroom to get a basin of water to wash his feet, and brought a warm water bag.

"I didn't come to my aunt again, what are you doing with this?" Shen Zhiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Your stomach is uncomfortable, and you need to keep warm." Yan Chenfeng insisted on stuffing the warm water bag into Shen Zhiyi's arms, then squatted down in front of her, took off the socks on her feet, and put her two feet in the hot water.

Seeing the way the man was busy taking care of her before he even had time to change his clothes, Shen Zhiyi felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Yan Chenfeng didn't notice Shen Zhiyi's grateful eyes, and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to help her massage the acupuncture points on the soles of her feet.

Shen Zhiyi hugged the warm water bag and couldn't help but said, "My husband, you are always so kind to me."

Yan Chenfeng froze for a moment, raised his head, and looked at her with warm eyes.

"You are my wife. If I am not good to you, who is good to me?"

"makes sense."

Shen Zhiyi felt elated, and the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

After soaking her feet, Shen Zhiyi really didn't feel sick anymore, and she felt drowsy very quickly, and fell asleep accompanied by the faint sound of running water in the bathroom.

……

The next day, Yan Chenfeng received a call from the detention center, saying that Jiang Hong had a heart attack in the early morning and died before being sent to the hospital.

Yan Chenfeng was a little surprised.

Jiang Hong was obviously fine when we met yesterday, so why did he die when he passed away?

At the same time, Jin Nan also brought the second news.

"After Yuan Zhen was sent to the orphanage, he kept arguing to see Yang Yang. The child was too young to understand what happened. Now he has a high fever. The orphanage is worried about something wrong. Let me inform you."

Yan Chenfeng's eyes were still fixed on the document, and he said, "Look for a doctor to take a look."

"Yes." Jin Nan nodded slightly and exited the office.

After Yan Chenfeng finished processing the documents at hand, he finally had time to think about Yuan Zhen's question.

Yuan Zhen is the son of Fang Zhuo and Shen Jiaojiao.

In theory, he shouldn't be in charge of the life and death of the enemy's child.

But at the end of the day, the kid was innocent.

And according to the people on the island, Fang Zhuo didn't treat Yuan Zhen very well. It was Jiang Hong who needed an heir, so he snatched Yuan Zhen over and kept him by his side.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Yang Yang also asked about Yuan Zhen's whereabouts.

"Mommy, where did Brother Yuan Zhen go? Is he okay?"

"He's in the hospital and has someone to take care of him." Shen Zhiyi said, "If you miss him, Mommy can take you to see him."

Hearing this, Yang Yang pursed his lips.

Shen Zhiyi noticed the change in Yang Yang's mood, and asked, "Baby, what do you want to say?"

Yang Yang thought for a while and said, "Mum, I know you and Daddy hate Yuan Bufan very much, but brother Yuan Zhen is innocent."

When he was in Green Field Manor, it was Yuan Zhen who accompanied him through that dark time.

Whenever he felt so uncomfortable that life would be worse than death, Yuan Zhen would stay by his side, and even secretly asked Yamada Xing to help him massage.

It seems that in that dark place, only Yuan Zhen really loves him and cares about him.

Shen Zhiyi saw Yang Yang's thoughts and asked, "So, does Yang Yang want to continue living with Yuan Zhen?"

Yang Yang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"I grew up with brother Yuan Zhen, and have always treated him as a family member, but I also know that things are very complicated."

"So, I don't expect Daddy and Mommy to adopt him. I just hope that you can help him find a good family, so that my brother will not have to live too hard in the future."

Shen Zhiyi's heart was sour, and she hugged Yang Yang into her arms, "Mummy promises you that she will find a good home for Yuan Zhen, and you can keep in touch in the future."

"En!" Yang Yang raised the corners of his mouth, feeling much better.

That night.

Yan Chenfeng told Shen Zhiyi that Shen Jiaojiao's condition took a turn for the worse, and it might only be a few days.

At the end of her life, she recorded a video and asked someone to send it over.

Shen Zhiyi went to the study and turned on the computer, plugged in the USB flash drive, and clicked on the video file inside.

Soon, a face as pale as paper appeared on the screen.

Shen Jiaojiao lost a lot of weight again, and her whole body was tortured by cancer cells so badly that only a handful of bones remained.

She tremblingly straightened the camera and said weakly:

"Zhiyi, I don't know if I was still in this world when you saw this video..."