Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

"Brother Cheng, you are so kind!" Jiang Ruyi snuggled into the man's arms and rubbed her head affectionately.

There is a man who can trust her so unreservedly, and believe in her feelings that have no cause or reason, and can even be said to be very ethereal and ridiculous.

And he is willing to spend manpower, material and financial resources to prove it...

This feeling of being trusted without any bottom line is damn good!

……

Less than half a day later, it was time to go to bed.

Before Guo Xiaolong found the little girl, Lu Beicheng got a lot of information.

Based on today's big data on the Internet, as long as you have an ID card, it is easy to check the sick grandmother. The name, age, place of origin, home address, family members... everything is correct.

The old woman's name is Tao Yu'e. She originally lived in a remote village on the border of a certain country. Currently, only her grandfather and grandson are left to depend on each other.

People in Lu Beicheng even found a photo taken two years ago when an organization went to that village to carry out poverty alleviation activities.

In the photo, the grandmother and grandson are standing in front of a somewhat dilapidated old house.

Jiang Ruyi took the photo and looked left and right, but she always felt that something was not right.

The little girl standing next to the old lady in the photo with a sunny and bright smile looks very similar to the little girl Jiang Ruyi saw on the overpass.

The height and body shape are quite different, and even the face looks similar.

but……

The whole feeling... there is always something different.

"Brother Cheng, are you sure the girl in the photo is the grandma's granddaughter?"

Lu Beicheng nodded, "I'm sure this was a photo taken by a reporter who was following me at the time. He stayed in the village for almost a month and will never admit his mistake."

Jiang Ruyi frowned, "This is strange."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Lu Beicheng asked.

Jiang Ruyi pointed at the photo and looked up at Lu Beicheng, "I always feel that this is not the same person as the little girl I saw on the overpass."

"Although the two people look very similar, their eyes give people completely different feelings."

"The little girl in the photo is innocent and innocent, with the hardships life has brought to her in her eyes, but more importantly, hope..."

"And the little girl on the overpass today, her eyes seemed clear and clear, but in fact she was very vigilant. She built a very high wall in her heart and was full of uneasiness and suspicion about this society."

"And the most important thing is that the girl in the photo doesn't have such a conspicuous birthmark on her face."

Lu Beicheng knocked on the table and considered:

"Two years have passed and I have witnessed with my own eyes that the only remaining relative is about to leave her. It is normal for the little girl's eyes to change a little... And is it possible that what you see is not a birthmark?"

Jiang Ruyi was silent, thinking carefully about the little girl he saw today.

After a while, she nodded, "What you said is not impossible."

"When I first saw that birthmark today, I felt something was wrong."

"I have seen several cases of obvious birthmarks on the face in my father's small medical clinic since I was a child. The texture of the skin is different."

Jiang Ruyi carefully recalled and distinguished it in her mind, and then slapped her hands suddenly.

"Do I know what it's like?"

"I think the pigmentation on her face is more like the accumulation of toxins..."

"When I was a kid, my grandfather saw a patient who had black spots on his body after accidentally ingesting certain herbs in the mountains. It was a bit like the little girl's situation...

"Wait...it doesn't look exactly like...the black spot on the little girl's face, with a hint of blood in the darkness..."

Jiang Ruyi herself became unsure as she spoke, and knocked her head in distress.

"It would be great if grandpa was around at that time. He would definitely be able to find the root of the problem with just one look..."

"but……"

Jiang Ruyi stretched out her hand to cover the back of Lu Beicheng's hand, her eyes extremely serious.

"Brother Cheng, if you exclude that black spot, I can be sure that there are two completely different people in the photo and in reality. You can ask someone to check it carefully..."

Lu Beicheng paused and stared at the photo for several seconds, with many possibilities flashing through his mind.

"Okay, I'll continue to ask people to check."

……

But upon closer inspection, Lu Beicheng didn't find anything wrong.

The little girl's name is Bai Maomao. From childhood to adulthood, from birth to school... the records are consistent and complete.

I've never heard of any twin sisters or any relatives who looked very much like her.

There were no accidents in the process...

Jiang Ruyi said that the feeling between two people in the photo and in reality was so unreasonable.

But based on Lu Beicheng's understanding of Jiang Ruyi, she was not someone who would take aim without aim.

So the investigation continues...

The people deployed by Lu Beicheng on the western border arrived at the small border village early the next morning.

This is a super mini ethnic minority village with a population of less than 200 people, hidden in the dense forest on the mountainside.

More than 80% of the people in the whole village have the surname Bai, so it is called Baijia Village.

On the top of the mountain behind the village, there is a conspicuous sentry tower with a bright red flag flying left and right in the wind.

After crossing the guard tower, we reached another country.

Every other week, soldiers from the nearby border guard force come over for patrol.

Most of the time, all the villagers in this village are responsible for guarding the border while doing production work.

The visitors were two handsome young men named Xiao A and Xiao B. They were led by a villager and met the village chief of Baijia Village.

"You are here to inquire about Tao Yu'e? Who are you? Why are you asking about her?"

The village chief is a typical mountain man in his fifties, thin and lean. He holds a long pipe in his hand and stares sharply at the two young men who are obviously outsiders.

With a sincere look on his face, Xiao Jia took out his mobile phone and showed the village chief a photo taken in the ward.

In the photo, Tao Yu'e is seen lying haggardly on a hospital bed with tubes inserted all over her body.

Xiao Jia told the truth.

"Village Chief, it's like this. My boss accidentally rescued an old woman who was unconscious in City S. After she was sent to the hospital, the doctor said her condition was very bad and she will probably only last a few days."

"She didn't see any relatives accompanying her at that time. As the saying goes, the Buddha is sent to the West. Our boss was kind-hearted and used her ID card to find her here."

"Grandma Tao is like this now. I heard that she has a granddaughter, so we want to find her granddaughter and let her see the old man for the last time."

When the village chief heard this, he stood up and said, "Where's the hairy man? Why isn't she with her grandma?"

Xiaojia shook his head, "We don't know this either. When our boss rescued her, she did not have any relatives around her."

"The boss sent us here just to find Grandma Tao's granddaughter quickly. If that doesn't work, could you send someone from your side to follow us to help deal with the old man's funeral?"

"After all, most elderly people at this age still want to return to their roots..."