The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Rong family.

The assistant sent everything he found to Rong An as soon as possible.

"Boss Rong, there were five cleaners who went up to the top floor around 23pm yesterday. Here are their records. The other one was a temporary worker, so I can only find some basic information about him."

"Find out the information of that temporary worker."

The assistant pulled out a piece of paper and placed it in front of Rong An.

Rong An's face changed slightly. They looked so alike. Her demeanor and facial features were 70% similar to his late wife.

He would not doubt his wife's loyalty to him, but there was definitely something wrong with this matter.

Rong An calmed down and told his assistant, "You must find a way to get him out. Any method will do."

"Yes."

Rong An was distracted as he looked at the words "Studying at Delin Academy for Nobles" written on the paper.

I go to the same school as Xiaoqi...

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Zhao Jun looked at the dozen missed calls on his phone and cleared the messages.

He has planned to live on campus. There are no tuition fees, and he only needs to pay for accommodation and meals, so the pressure is bearable.

Zhao Jun walked out of the school as he had a part-time job at a convenience store from this afternoon to evening.

When I passed by the basketball court, I heard a cheer. I subconsciously looked sideways and saw a young man standing by the iron net. He was as handsome as a pine tree and a bamboo. His eyes never left the blond boy who was running wildly on the court.

Such days were destined to be away from him.

As he walked out of the school gate, he saw a black car parked on the side of the road. Zhao Jun took a look at it and walked away without interest.

As he walked, he heard footsteps behind him. Zhao Jun walked faster and faster, and someone patted his shoulder.

His face was cold and he looked at the person coming with wary eyes. He was a man in a black suit and glasses.

"Hello, I want to talk to you about something." The young man pushed his glasses.

Zhao Jun wanted to leave, thinking the man was crazy, but several bodyguards had already surrounded him.

Zhao Jun's heart sank.

The assistant comforted him, "Don't be nervous, it's just a small deal."

The two went to the cafe and the assistant helped order two cups of coffee.

"Mr. Zhao? I need your help." The assistant looked sincere.

Zhao Jun sat calmly, but his heart was beating fast. "I'm just a poor student. I can't help you with anything."

The assistant smiled and said, “No, I just need a few strands of your hair.”

Zhao Jun stared at him cautiously, strange experiments flashing through his mind.

"Don't worry, I'm just confirming something." The assistant folded his hands and placed them on the table. "How about 10,000 per hair?"

Zhao Jun was in urgent need of money, and he did not believe in any witchcraft. "Really?"

"real."

"Transfer it to me on the spot to indicate the gift." Zhao Jun took out his old mobile phone and took great effort to find the payment code.

The assistant smiled and transferred 30,000 yuan to him.

The assistant took out a sealed bag, put on gloves, and took the hair that Zhao Jun had removed.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

After the people left, Zhao Jun woke up as if from a dream, and looked at the balance in his phone with a little bit of disbelief.

Looking at the time, Zhao Jun saw that it was almost time for his part-time job, so he got up and left in a hurry.

-

"Mr. Rong, the paternity test results are out." The assistant handed the report to the middle-aged man.

Rong An opened it, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the result. The boy was his and Xiaotang's child.

The assistant added: "There is also information about the boy's parents. Zhao Song was once imprisoned for gambling. Li Chunlan was the Rong family's nanny before, but she resigned and left after she became pregnant."

"The information shows that she and her wife gave birth in the same hospital."

Rong An felt that things were gradually getting closer to the truth. He knew that the child named Zhao Jun was his biological son. His breathing became rapid and his expression became unpredictable.

His wife only gave birth to one child, who died of illness when the child was two years old...

"Go to the hospital where Xiaoqi was born and ask, and do a paternity test, between Xiaoqi and me, and between Xiaoqi and that child."

"Yes." The assistant left the office.

The paternity test was done in the Rong family’s own hospital, and Rong An got the results in the afternoon.

The results showed that he and Rongqi were not parent-child, and Rongqi and the child were not brothers.

Then there is only one possibility, that his child was replaced without his knowledge.

And Rongqi is most likely the child of the Zhao couple.

Looking at the information about Zhao Jun's thin appearance, Rong An felt a flash of heartache in his eyes. He heard that his adoptive parents treated him very badly.

Xiaotang, I failed to protect our child.

……

The black car appeared again at the school gate. Zhao Jun thought they were here to ask for money, so he turned around and walked back to school.

It seems I can't go to my part-time job today.

The assistant wanted to get out of the car and chase after him, but was stopped by Rong An. After just one night, the middle-aged man's face was full of fatigue.

"Forget it, don't scare him." Rong An said, "Find a formal time to make an appointment with him later."

Back home, the two teenagers sat on the sofa, Rong Qi crossed his legs and played games, sitting in a casual posture. Ling Si leaned on the sofa and browsed his phone, absorbing knowledge.

Rong Qi knew it was Rong An without even raising his head, "You're back?"

Rong An was speechless when he saw his confused look. After that incident, his feelings towards Rong Qi became complicated.

He knew that Rongqi might be the person who indirectly caused his son to be stranded outside, but Rongqi was innocent in the whole thing. Besides, he had raised the child for twenty years. He would have feelings for the child even if it was a pet, let alone a person.

He hummed, sat on the sofa, his voice unable to hide his fatigue, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Rong Qi put down his phone and asked in confusion: "Why are you so tired? Did you cheat last night?"

Rong An rolled his eyes at him, and the resentment in his heart eased a little, "I didn't sleep well."

"Aunt Liu, make some soothing soup for my dad." Rongqi yelled towards the kitchen.

"Oh, I see." Aunt Liu poked her head out.

Ling Si looked away from the phone and glanced at Rong An.

In the plot, Rong An already knew that Rong Qi was not his biological son.

Seeing Rong Qi was clueless, Ling Si couldn't help much.

Rong An leaned back on the sofa, covering his eyes with one hand. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Rong Qi frantically pressing his phone.

It’s not that we can’t afford to support him, the lack of blood relationship is just a trivial point.

Considering the issue of succession to the company, he had originally wanted his subordinates to help out, but now, he might have to re-evaluate the abilities of the two.

"I have a paper due tomorrow. Have you finished it?" Ling Si looked at the boy who was still playing games at the table.

"Oh, I'll write it right away." Rong Qi was working at a critical moment and couldn't be disturbed, so he said a few perfunctorily.

Ling Si put his two fingertips together, took his phone, and closed it in one go.

Rong Qi was dumbfounded and almost exploded, but when he met Ling Si's calm eyes, he calmed down instantly.

Can't beat it.

"Fuck, are you sick? Why are you still caring about this?" Rong Qi would feel suffocated if he didn't curse a few times.

He pulled out his textbook and slammed it to vent his dissatisfaction.

"If you don't study this subject, you will fail and have to retake it next year. Otherwise, you won't get your diploma."

Ling Si felt that since Rong Qi seemed unable to learn anything, it would be better for him to get a diploma so that it would be easier to find a job.

"Can't my dad just spend some more money?" Rong Qi took out his computer, sat in front of the table, couldn't think of a word, and scratched his hair in frustration.

Ling Si: Your dad is about to become someone else’s dad.