After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

The girl's voice was very soft, but Wen Yinuo still heard it.

And besides the voices of thanks, he also heard smaller, excited sobs.

The boy looked up and saw two people, a man and a woman, who had appeared out of nowhere, standing on the side of the little girl with tears in their eyes.

The little girl followed Wen Yinuo's gaze and looked back. When she saw them, she immediately jumped off the chair and ran to their legs.

A man and a woman who were obviously a couple squatted down and gently touched the little girl's face: "Nannan just said thank you, didn't she?"

The girl blinked, followed the woman's words, and spoke again: "Thank you, thank you."

After clearly hearing their autistic daughter speak, the couple could no longer suppress their excitement and began to cry quietly.

After crying, the man picked up the girl, and the family of three walked up to Wen Yinuo and thanked him again.

The sincere gratitude from a complete stranger made Wen Yinuo so panicked that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

Following the couple’s example, Wen Yinuo replied with “You’re welcome” and then fell silent.

Fu Jincheng, who was pulled into the treatment room by the doctor, came out at this time to ease the embarrassment.

On behalf of Wen Yinuo, he had a brief chat with the couple, who had no ill intentions towards him, and then they each left with their own patients.

Wen Yinuo felt uneasy until they got back into the car, where they had their own private space. Then he gradually relaxed.

"Brother, do you know that family?"

Wen Yinuo sat cross-legged in the back seat, holding his new stuffed doll, with only his eyes exposed, looking at Fu Jincheng in the rearview mirror.

"It looks familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before." Fu Jincheng steered with one hand, "but I don't recognize him."

"Then my brother can chat with them so naturally."

It won't work if he's replaced.

Although the doctor said that his symptoms had recovered by 90%, that was only when he was with a number of familiar people that could be counted on one hand.

He gets nervous when he has to interact with strangers.

He didn't even... know what would happen if he spent too much time alone with a stranger.

"Who am I, your boyfriend?" Fu Jincheng raised his eyebrows proudly, "I was able to fool the teacher of the same class back then."

"Two people, what's that?"

If he is second to none in his ability to speak differently to different people, no one dares to claim to be first.

Wen Yinuo, who was feeling depressed, was amused by his shameless words.

"That's right." The boy narrowed his eyes and smiled, "My boyfriend is as good as my brother."

Because of this sentence, the car made an S shape and finally got out of the underground garage.

Shortly after they left, two people came out of another black car, walked quickly to the vacant parking space, one person stepped on the other's shoulders, and took down a camera with a flashing red light from the ceiling.

The other end of the camera is connected to the computer in Fu Dazha's study.

Fu Dazha quickly browsed through it and turned the computer to face Fu Chengan.

"Find it for me frame by frame." Fu Dazha rubbed his eyes, "You must find it for me. Find it clearly in here. The clear face of the person that Fu Jincheng hid so well."

Fu Cheng'an took it without saying a word. After spending more than half a day, he finally took a screenshot and repaired it from the captured footage, creating a clear picture of Wen Yinuo's face.

"Here." Fu Cheng'an handed the photo to Fu Dazha and asked, "Dad, why are you looking for this person?"

"I don't know why Fu Jincheng has become more cautious since last year. He seems to have the ability to predict the future and avoid all kinds of dead ends."

"He was supposed to have died in a traffic accident last June. He is still alive now."

"If I wait any longer, and he gets married, I will have to give away the shares I have."

"Why would he get married?" Fu Cheng'an said indifferently, "Who in Yanjing doesn't know that Fu Jincheng has been out for more than ten years and will never achieve anything great?"

"Who would be willing to marry their child to him if he could even destroy his own ancestral hall?"

"Isn't he bringing people back now?" Fu Dazha pointed at Wen Yinuo in the picture, "Not only did he bring them back, but he also hid them very well."

Their people followed for two months and tried every possible means, and only today did they get the first clear photo.

"As long as Fu Jincheng wants, he can get married at any time and take away my shares."

"That shouldn't be the case." Fu Cheng'an frowned as he looked at Wen Yinuo's vaguely familiar face. "If he really wanted to marry this person, he wouldn't have kept her hidden after bringing her back."

It would be more reasonable to say that it is a canary rather than a marriage partner.

"Don't be too sure." Fu Dazha handed the photo back to Fu Jincheng. "Just like those eyes, Fu Jincheng's personality is ten times that of his rebellious mother."

"Anything is possible."

Fu Chengan still didn't take it to heart.

Fu Jincheng was only a year older than him, and he really didn't understand the meaning of his father's being so wary and worried.

Dealing with him is just a matter of time.

This took less than two years.

When Second Uncle makes his move next time and is discovered, they can close in.

By then, the entire Fu family and everything in Fu Jincheng's hands will belong to him in the future.

Fu Dazha felt very tired when he saw that his son obviously did not take his words to heart.

No matter how tired I am, they are my sons and I can't beat them to death.

He rubbed his temple and gave Fu Chengan a new task:

"Give this photo to your second uncle and tell him who is in it."

"Give me another month to find out the true identity of the person listed here."

Fu Dazha didn't think that the person Fu Jincheng brought back half a year after he left Yanjing and no one knew what he had done except his destination would be as simple as he seemed.

There must be something he doesn't know about this.

After taking on the task asked by his father, Fu Cheng'an invited a bunch of friends to the bar that night.

After drinking bottle after bottle of wine, Fu Chengan began to complain:

"I really don't know what my dad was thinking. He asked me to check on the person that Fu Jincheng brought back."

"Fu Jincheng will be gone soon, what is there to check?"

Most of the people present pretended not to hear.

Only Gu Huaiyi stretched out his hand to him:

"Who are you looking for? Let me see."

Fu Chengan took out the screenshot from his pocket with great effort: "This is it."

"I don't know why, but I always feel like he's familiar."

Gu Huaiyi squinted his eyes, looked carefully for several minutes, and nodded in agreement with Fu Chengan's words:

"It is very familiar."

very familiar.

He always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.

Another young man who was sitting nearby came over and took a glance:

"These days, all plastic surgery templates are like this."

"Look at the young masters and young ladies in the club. Aren't they cut from the same mold?"

"normal."

The young man's words temporarily dispelled Gu Huaiyi's doubts, but the sense of familiarity lingered.

I just can't find where the sense of familiarity comes from.