The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

Before Mu Jinlin left the house, he received another message with an unfamiliar number.

The content of the text message is only three words.

- Brother, it's me.

God knows who you are.

Mu Jin muttered in a low voice, while remarking the number: Du Jingheng.

After slapping himself in the face indifferently, Mu Jin thought of his father's previous text messages full of humiliation, and didn't know what was wrong with him, so he clicked to reply: "My father asked me to take you home."

Du Jingheng didn't reply until Mu Jin went downstairs to start the car.

He glanced at the unresponsive mobile phone, sneered, threw the mobile phone on the passenger seat and didn't pay any more attention.

……

"What are you doing?" Du Zong tapped on his crutches and looked at Du Jingheng who was half-sitting on the bed with disgust, "Are you a pervert? Being entangled with a man..."

Du Jingheng's eyes turned around the message Mu Jin sent, his eyes were soft and deep, and he turned a blind eye to Du Zong who was standing opposite him.

Du Zong allowed him to use his mobile phone, so it is not surprising that he would install a monitoring program in it.

"You and the Mu family..." Du Zong mentioned the surname impatiently, "Hurry up and get rid of it. Take some time to meet with the girls of the Chen family these few days, and settle the marriage as soon as possible."

"What are you in a hurry for?" Du Jingheng rubbed his phone as if he was stroking Mu Jin's hand. In contrast to his movements, his tone was calm and indifferent, "Are you busy celebrating?"

Du Zong was so angry that his face turned red, and he knocked on the crutch as hard as if he wanted to knock the floor through: "Uneducated!"

"No one taught me, did they?" Du Jingheng raised his head, his tone sarcastic, "Father."

Du Jingheng watched Du Zong slam the door and leave, feeling amused in his heart.

He has gradually recovered his memory now, and he can also dig out everything he experienced during the four years when he became Du Jingheng.

Originally, when he was Du Jingyan, his grandfather was more like a name, a name that would make even the naughtiest child tremble.Du Jingyan is already the person who is closest to Du Zong. This 'honor' is not even available to his father. After all, Du Jingyan inherited most of the company's shares from Du Zong. I feel that my relationship with Du Zong is not like a grandson, but like a subordinate.

He holds the company's shares, more like keeping them temporarily for Du Zong, and it will never belong to him.

And now what he had been unable to confirm was finally confirmed.

Du Jingheng looked at the share transfer document that was put aside. This transfer document clearly stated that after Du Jingheng lost his autonomy due to an accident, the shares would return to Du Zong's hands and Du Zong would redistribute them.

The last time he signed this share transfer document, he didn't think much about it, but now it seems that the vague definition of "accident" and "loss of autonomy" is interesting.

He began to doubt the truth of Du Jingyan's death.

In other words, he suspected that the 'accident' he encountered when he was looking for Mu Jin four years ago was in a car accident.

Du Jingheng looked away from the unsigned share transfer documents, and looked back at the phone.

Pressing the phone screen over and over again, looking at that short line of words, but still unable to let the other party know all my thoughts.

But couldn't help worrying.

Did Mu Jin's words mean what he thought?

Yes?

No?

Du Jingheng was holding the mobile phone. On the first day he was brought back to be the young master, he didn't think about holding the messy Du's Industry in his hand, but lay on the bed and struggled over the relationship between his children.

Du Zong, who watched all this through the monitor, was probably about to break a crutch again.