It's not my fault to be ugly

Chen Bo, the steward of the old house, knew about him, so he didn't drive him away, but kept secret about Feng Dingkun's affairs, and refused to reveal a few words, which made Lu Mingran more sure that something happened.

"What about Brother Feng? Will he come back?" If he doesn't know the Feng family's old house, then he will go to the Feng family's address in the urban area. In short, he must find him and ask Feng Dingkun's whereabouts.

"The young master was hospitalized a while ago, and he will be back this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll wait here." Lu Mingran sat on the sofa and finally heard the sound of a car coming from the entrance of Feng's old house in the afternoon. He walked out of the gate and saw Ling Yuxin helping Feng Dingqian get off the car.

Feng Dingkun's waist was still wrapped with a bandage, so he didn't know what kind of injury he had suffered.

Lu Mingran stepped forward quickly, and glanced at Ling Yuxin, who did not expect him to appear beside Feng Dingqian.She thought that after being kicked out of school by herself, he had already fend for himself, but he didn't expect that he seemed to be doing well now.

What was Feng Dingqian thinking?Why bring such a person with you?Does he know how much harm this person has caused to his younger brother?Lu Mingran blinked his eyelashes lightly, turned his eyes away from Ling Yuxin, and walked in front of Feng Dingqian.

"Brother Feng."

Although Feng Dinggan's expression was not very good, he didn't show the slightest embarrassment.In my impression, the eldest brother of the Feng family has always been like this, calm and calm. I heard from the elders in the family that the eldest son of the Feng family is very good. With this calmness in the face of danger, when he experienced the pain of losing his father, he could still calm down inside and outside the Feng family, and did not let his huge family business be eaten away by others.

Lu Mingran felt that Feng Dingkun and his elder brother had completely different personalities.Even if the elder brother of the Feng family is injured, he will never show timidity, and will never show his weak side at any time. Feng Dingkun is different. When that guy is injured, he will show a pitiful expression, and follow him She acted like a baby behind her back and begged for comfort.

If possible, he hopes to give Feng Dingkun support and comfort forever, so that he doesn't have to be like Feng Dingqian, who can only lick his wounds alone, which is too lonely, too hard, and too tiring.

Feng Dingqian stopped, looked at Lu Mingran and nodded.

"Brother Feng Shi, is Ah Kun there?"

"Akun?" Feng Dingqian raised his pale lips and smiled mockingly: "He's gone."

"Gone?" Lu Mingran pondered for a while, then asked: "Then where did he go?"

"I don't know. He is no longer my younger brother, and I don't care about it." After Feng Dingqian said this, he walked around him and walked into the house.Ling Yuxin supported him, glanced at Lu Mingran, and showed a barely perceptible smile.

"By the way!" Feng Dingqian stopped, turned his head to look at Lu Mingran: "Since Feng Dingkun is not my younger brother, will your Lu family agree to let you be with him?"

Feng Dingqian's words were obviously not a question, but a reminder.Lu Mingran pursed his lips, although he really wanted to say something brave: Even if the family doesn't let me be with him, I won't let him go!But growing up in that family with a strict hierarchy, he knew what kind of means and power that family had, which he couldn't compete with when he was fledgling.

And if Feng Dingkun is no longer a member of the Feng family and loses everything that the Feng family can bring him, then there is almost no suspense about what the Lu family will do.Thinking of the corner of his grandfather's cold mouth and the hand that always held the cane, Lu Mingran's heart sank.

"Isn't Ah Kun your younger brother? A blood relationship cannot be broken with just one word!"

When Feng Dingqian heard these words, he smiled inscrutablely, and then led Ling Yuxin in without saying a word.

"I'll wait for him here!" Lu Mingran shouted at his indifferent back.

However, he waited until eight o'clock in the evening, and before his sweetheart showed up, the Lu family called first.

"You said, you killed someone?" The little police officer had a strange expression on his face, his eyes turned on Feng Dingkun's face, as if he was judging whether the person in front of him had mental problems.He repeated again: "You said, you killed the Feng family..."

There seemed to be some kind of awe in the name Feng Dingqian, and the little policeman didn't dare to pronounce it.

Feng Dingkun nodded: "Yes, I killed Feng Dingqian. I am his younger brother, Feng Dingkun."

The little police officer gave him a distressed look, scratched his face, and didn't even mention the routine questioning such as the motive of committing the crime and the time of the murder. This attitude confused Feng Dingkun.

"Hurry up and arrest me? I'm a murderer!"

"Ah... just wait a moment!" The little police officer waved his hand to signal him to wait a moment, then walked aside and made a phone call.

A moment later, a middle-aged police officer came from the depths of the corridor, hurriedly put on his uniform and adjusted his cuffs as he walked. From his appearance, he should have been in the police dormitory just now.He came over to look at Feng Dingkun, and asked the little policeman, "Did you call the Feng family?"

"Yes, they will come right away. I'm sorry, sir, to call you so late."

"It's okay." The middle-aged police officer waved his hand: "Actually, colleagues from the Dongcheng District Bureau also received the same case today..."

"The same case?" The little police officer widened his eyes, obviously unable to believe that such a farce would happen again.

"Well, yes, it is also a surrender, saying that he killed Feng Dingqian..."

Feng Dingkun immediately stood up from the stool: "Let that man go, he didn't kill him, I killed him! I'm the murderer!"

"Ah, young man, don't get excited." Wang sir made a soothing gesture: "Dongcheng District didn't arrest the citizen who surrendered."

Feng Dingkun's mood gradually calmed down, and then he changed into a puzzled expression.

"You will know later." Wang sir said, and glanced at the police station door: "Ah, someone is here."

Feng Dingkun turned his head, and there was a figure walking out of the night, stepping into the dim light at the entrance of the police station, his face was pale and expressionless, his eyes seemed to be staring straight ahead, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything.Behind him were two people, both tall and in neat suits.

Feng Dingkun was so frightened that his face turned ashen and said: "Fake corpse..."

"Young man, look clearly, there is a shadow under his feet!"

Feng Dingkun took a closer look and saw a pair of long legs walking in front of him with heavy black shadows. He raised his head in fear and looked at Feng Dingqian's pale face, trying to recognize the breath of a living person from that indifferent face.

"Take him back." Feng Dingqian said four words indifferently, and two people behind him immediately stepped up and dragged Feng Dingkun out of the police station.

Feng Dingkun was escorted into the car and sat in the passenger seat.He was puzzled, and looked at Feng Dingqian, who was sitting in the back seat with a pale face from the rearview mirror. For a moment, he thought, why is Feng Dingqian not dead?Soon, however, he felt guilty about his black thoughts.

Although he hated Feng Dingqian, he didn't want anyone to die.

So what exactly is Feng Dingqian going to do with himself?It seemed that he didn't call the police, and he didn't plan to pursue his legal responsibility, so did he plan to take him back to Feng's house for lynching?

Feng Dingkun was flustered, until the car stopped, he raised his panicked eyes and looked around, it turned out that he had arrived at the old house.

He was pushed, staggered out of the car, and was carried into the mansion.In the living room, only one floor lamp was turned on, and the servants were not there. A man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on the sofa. He was Lawyer Gao next to Feng Dingqian.

Feng Dingqian walked in with his long legs, sat down on the sofa, closed his eyes and took a nap.It was obvious that his body hadn't fully recovered, and he felt tired from going out just now.

Lawyer Gao got up and went to the side to make tea with ease.There were two boxes of tea leaves on the table. Lawyer Gao didn't use it. Instead, he opened the drawer of the table and took out a red tea box.At this time, the hand that often signed various documents pinched a handful of tea leaves, put them into a bone china tea bowl and added water, he poured out the first tea, and slowly poured hot water into it again. in the cup.

Lawyer Gao is not a person who is proficient in tea ceremony.A small group of people in Jiang Shuo might be able to go to the most exclusive tea ceremony hall and drink a cup of sky-high priced tea, but only a smaller group of people can drink the tea made by Lawyer Gao.

Therefore, when this cup of tea with a wafting aroma was placed on the side table beside Feng Dingqian, Feng Dingqian could not blame Attorney Gao for wasting his tea.

After all, the tea made by this person is more valuable than the tea leaves.

Feng Dingkun was fidgeting. He sat far away from Feng Dingqian, watched Lawyer Gao make tea, and then stared at Feng Dingqian and took a sip of tea.At this moment, lawyer Gao sat across from him.Feng Dingkun thought to himself: Here we come.Withdraw your gaze and sit up straight.

Lawyer Gao pushed a document in front of Feng Dingkun: "This is Mr. Feng's injury report."

Feng Dingkun hesitated for a moment, then took it and flipped through it.Lawyer Gao continued: "Mr. Feng's injury is classified as mild grade A. If Mr. Feng is sentenced according to this injury, he will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years."

Feng Dingkun's hands trembled, and he raised his head to look at Lawyer Gao.

Lawyer Gao doesn't have to be so cautious. With his social experience, it's easy to handle a child like Feng Dingkun.But considering the conditions to be raised later, lawyer Gao decided to be more cautious.He said: "Mr. Xiao Feng is in his youth. It would be too unworthy to waste the most precious period of youth in his life in prison. Not to mention that after he is released from prison, if he continues to study, his age will be embarrassing. If If you don’t study anymore, I’m afraid you won’t even get a high school diploma. Not to mention a place like a prison where there are filth and filth, if Mr. Feng goes in, I’m afraid..."

His eyes turned on Feng Dingkun's face just right.

Feng Dingkun flinched from his gaze, lowered his head and clasped his hands, whispering: "I... I'm already mentally prepared to go to jail, and I deserve the sentence."

Lawyer Gao never expected Feng Dingkun to be so resigned to his fate after laying the groundwork for so long, and he choked for a moment.Even Feng Dingqian, who had been taking a nap with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked over.

Lawyer Gao smiled, leaned down, and said kindly: "It will take at least five years to be imprisoned. Mr. Xiao Feng still has a lover. Is your lover willing to wait for you? Conversely, is Mr. Feng willing to leave his lover?" ?”

Inspired by that persuasive and gentle tone, Feng Dingkun thought of Lu Mingran.If he went to jail, would he wait for him?

Seeing Feng Dingkun's expression loosen, lawyer Gao continued: "Now, as long as you sign this document, nothing will happen."

He pushed another document over.

Feng Dingkun raised his eyes and saw a few enlarged and bold fonts above: Letter of Commitment to Abandon Inheritance Right

Feng Dingkun raised his head quickly and glanced at Feng Dinggan.

The argument in the kitchen that day rang back in my memory.

"Ah Xin is my younger brother! You are a counterfeit who wants to take over the magpie's nest! You are born with a ****!"

He subconsciously covered his face, his eyes sore.

Lawyer Gao thought he was resisting, and persuaded him, "Mr. Xiao Feng, give up your inheritance rights in exchange for the most precious ten years of your life, in exchange for your youth, this is a very good deal..."

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Because Feng Dingkun had already picked up the pen and signed the document.

With a straightforward gesture that no one expected, he gave up half of the Feng family.