After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes, and in an instant, the tears blurred his vision.

Zhao Jingde was still remembering his wife, and Yao Yikai beside him suddenly knelt down in front of the tombstone.

He knelt down with his legs. This move shocked Zhao Jingde and made him feel very surprised.

His wife has nothing to do with Yao Yikai. Why is Yao Yikai kneeling to his wife?

Under Zhao Jingde's shock, Yao Yikai kowtowed three more times to the tombstone.

He hit his forehead heavily on the bluestone, every blow was so sincere.

Zhao Jingde looked at Yao Yikai in astonishment. Seeing his face covered with tears, he was not only surprised but also confused.

"Xiao Kai, what are you...?"

Zhao Jingde was confused by Yao Yikai's abnormal behavior.

Yao Yikai knelt in front of the tomb, straightened his back after kowtowing, and reached out to touch the photo on the tombstone. Only when he saw his mother's photo did he realize that he actually looked more like her, especially his eyebrows.

Zhao Jingde looked back and forth at the photos of Yao Yikai and his wife, and seemed to have discovered this. He was shocked, a guess emerged, but he couldn't believe it.

Yao Yikai stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and said, "Uncle Zhao's wife was too young when she passed away, so I felt uncomfortable. After more than 20 years, Uncle Zhao is still single and has not looked for her again. I feel very sad." I admire you, if your wife is still here and your son is still here, you should be a very happy family of three."

Yes, if he had not been living abroad, he would have been very happy if he had grown up with his parents and his mother was still alive.

The mother in the photo looked so gentle, just like he imagined.

Over the years, he would also dream about his mother, but he couldn't see clearly in the dream. He only knew that his mother was so gentle and gentle.

Zhao Jingde thought of the sad thing, his brain short-circuited, and the thoughts just now disappeared, and he said sadly: "Yes, if Wanwan is still here and Xiaozhi is still here, it will be very good. I don't know where Xiaozhi is now. It's me." I have no ability and failed to protect my wife and son."

Yao Yikai looked at Zhao Jingde's slightly hunched back, and he had the urge to say that he was Zhao Jingde's son.

But not now, he couldn't say it or admit it.

Now Mr. Zhao has announced to the public that he will hold a recognition banquet. The stage has been set. This scene must go on. He must take this opportunity to find out the truth about his mother's death.

It would be disadvantageous if he exposed himself.

Now, the enemy is in the open and he is in the dark, which is the best opportunity.

Zhao Jingde suddenly asked Yao Yikai: "I have never heard you mention your mother, nor have I seen your mother?"

"I haven't seen it either."

Yao Yikai added in his mind that the first time he met his mother was in this way.

Zhao Jingde curiously asked: "You haven't seen it?"

Yao Yikai met Zhao Jingde's eager eyes and said, "I am an orphan, adopted by my father."

When he heard the word orphan, Zhao Jingde's thoughts that had just dispersed gathered again, and he felt unbelievable.

Zhao Jingde continued to ask emotionally: "You never said that I just now know that you are an orphan. Which orphanage are you from?"

The father and son looked at each other. Zhao Jingde guessed something, but he couldn't believe it.

Yao Yikai also guessed what Zhao Jingde should know. He did not explain further, but looked away and looked at the tombstone.

Yao Yikai called out in his heart, "Mom, I am Xiaozhi, your son. I came to see you. Please forgive me for not being able to recognize you or dad now. I will definitely find out the murderer who killed you and seek justice for you." Justice.”

Yao Yikai's fists were already clenched, and then he said to Zhao Jingde: "Uncle Zhao, I have to leave first."

Zhao Jingde looked at Yao Yikai's back, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Yao Yikai had already left. Zhao Jingde looked at the photo on the tombstone and murmured to himself: "Wanwan, is he our son?"