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"I contacted Lang Zheng, and he is already on his way." Mai Yantong looked at Yan Shaoxing who was worried at the side, and just went to make a phone call with Lang Zheng, "I didn't tell him that it would be helpful to find him." What. So, you will need to convince him later. Neither you nor I have learned the truth from him, so I think there must be a reason why he doesn't want to tell us, so you need to let him tell us."

The relationship between Lang Zheng and him is more like a relationship between superiors and subordinates. Mai Yantong thought that this is different from the relationship between Yan Shaoxing and the two. They are more like father and son, and the relationship between them is also closer .He did ask Lang Zheng about Dou Jiashu, but Lang Zheng avoided it skillfully every time.

Yan Shaoxing nodded cautiously, already having some plans in his heart.

An hour later, Lang Zheng came to their house and was surprised to see Yan Shaoxing appearing in Mai Yantong's house, but looking at the furnishings in Mai Yantong's house and the eye contact between the two, his expression was a little bit muffled.

Even though Mai Yantong asked him to protect Yan Shaoxing last time, he always thought that Mai Yantong only regarded him as a substitute or a subordinate who could be well trained.But now this feeling of dove occupying the magpie's nest makes him feel very uncomfortable.

He had known for a long time that Mai Yantong had an inexplicable feeling for Dou Tiancheng, and even tried to dissuade him repeatedly, but he always thought that Yan Shaoxing was just a substitute.But now, something seemed to have changed, a change that made him feel unworthy of the child he had died for.

But he still sat calmly on the sofa opposite Yan Shaoxing, as if wondering what they came to him for.Obviously, it wasn't Mai Yantong who was looking for him, but why did Yan Shaoxing come to him?

Lang Zheng couldn't help but straighten his body and sit upright. Because he has been exercising, he didn't appear as old as his peers. He was still very young and his body was still very strong.It's just that the years are not forgiving.

Mai Yantong stood up, gave the space to these two people, and entered the room by himself.

Lang Zheng felt even more curious when he saw Mai Yantong's actions, but he still quietly waited for his next article.

Yan Shaoxing pondered for a moment, and asked, "I hope you will keep everything I said to you today, and what I said is the truth, I will never lie to you."

Lang Zheng nodded, feeling more and more strange, but still patiently waiting for his next words.

Yan Shaoxing stared at him seriously, and said solemnly, "I am Dou Tiancheng."

Lang Zheng frowned deeply, and looked at Yan Shaoxing suspiciously, as if wondering what Yan Shaoxing's intentions were when he said these words.

Yan Shaoxing knew that Lang Zheng didn't believe it, and he didn't believe that such a thing would happen to him at first, so he explained: "I know you don't believe it, but it's the truth. I died, but I was reborn in On this body, the name of this body is Yan Shaoxing, and it has a very similar appearance to Dou Tiancheng. I know it is difficult for you to accept it for a while, but I am willing to answer any questions you have and let you believe. I also hope you can see On Mai Yantong's face, he is willing to try to believe my words."

Lang couldn't help but change his expression on the front. Looking at Yan Shaoxing, he no longer concealed his expression, and asked loudly: "Isn't it enough for you to snatch Mai Yantong from him? My trust?"

Yan Shaoxing had never thought of this sentence, nor had he realized that this was how Lang viewed him and the relationship between him and Mai Yantong.And from Lang Zheng's words, Yan Shaoxing also realized that Lang Zheng already knew what kind of mentality Mai Yantong had towards Dou Tiancheng.

Yan Shaoxing calmed down in an instant, looked straight into Lang Zheng's eyes, and said slowly: "The reason why I told you these words is that I want to know how my father died back then. You took good care of me. A lot, I didn’t want to tell you that I’m still living in this world. I don’t want you to take on the responsibility of taking care of me because of my father. You are over 40 years old and haven’t married a wife yet. You treat me as a My own son, but what have I done, I have done nothing."

Lang Zheng slapped the table angrily, stood up, and said: "You don't want to tell me that you are still alive. I have worked so hard to bring you up, and you didn't come to find me sooner when you were alive. Let's not talk about why you are alive, you You just don’t want me to know you’re alive, you like that brat so much, and you came to tell him?”

Yan Shaoxing sat on the sofa and said with a choked voice, "Dad."

When he was a child, Yan Shaoxing called his father to Lang Zheng, but Lang Zhengyi educated him, so Yan Shaoxing obediently called him Uncle Lang, but in his eyes, this person who treats him very well is always Assuming the role of a father, he can occasionally see the tenderness of a mother in him.

As if being hit hard by the sound of father, Lang Zheng sat down, sighed, and asked, "What's going on?"

Only then did Yan Shaoxing briefly talk about what he had experienced during these days, and said: "After I died, I was inexplicably reborn in this body, and this body lived in a young actor. I started acting in my life track, originally wanted to quit the entertainment circle, but found that there was no good way to make money after quitting the entertainment circle, so I stayed here."

"I also want to tell you about me. I'm afraid you won't believe me, and I'm afraid I will bring you more trouble. The few times I saw you, I couldn't say what I wanted to say, so I never told you." Yan Shaoxing recalled intermittently, "I met Mai Yantong in the entertainment circle, and he recognized my identity. He said it was because of some of my little habits and feelings that he recognized my identity. Although I don't know What the hell is that, but he was able to recognize me, I was very happy. After that, a lot of things happened."

Yan Shaoxing didn't talk about what happened between him and Mai Yantong in detail, but when he saw that he mentioned Mai Yantong, Lang Zheng had a bad expression, so he silently swallowed what he wanted to say about Mai Yantong. What happened between Yantong.

"To be honest, I still can't believe your identity." Lang Zheng quickly regained his composure after hearing this, and said frankly that he couldn't believe the person in front of him. As a materialist, he naturally couldn't believe these things matter.

Yan Shaoxing thought for a while, and said, "If you don't want to believe me, then you should trust Mai Yantong's judgment. Do you think?" Tong's feelings for me, will he easily find a substitute, or even give a substitute so many rights?"

Lang Zheng refused to say anything for a while, thinking about this possibility for a long time, before he said: "I can't rule out this possibility, maybe Mai Yantong and you joined forces to learn something from me. "

Yan Shaoxing looked at the vigilance in Lang Zheng's eyes and smiled. He was just so stubborn, and this was a trait he had taught him as a father.

"I wanted to investigate the truth of my father's death that year. I found Tang Jiancheng. He sent my father back to Mai Zhai to see me for the last time. I also remembered what happened back then. When my father saw me for the last time What you said, I also know that my father left with you. I think you may know what happened after that.

I want to know what Mai Zhilian did when he said he was going to surround my father?Why does he have such a sad expression, and why does he have such an expression that this matter is beyond his control? Obviously, I thought that this matter was done by him. "Yan Shaoxing has always been concerned about the abnormality of Mai Zhilian in his memories. This matter is getting more and more out of his imagination, and he is even not sure whether Mai Zhilian is the instigator behind it.

Lang Zheng fell silent for a while, and shook his head with a pensive expression.

Yan Shaoxing lowered his head in disappointment and said, "I don't ask you to believe that I am Dou Tiancheng, but I just hope that you can tell me the truth back then. I want to know how my father died. For you, these things Is it that important? Why didn’t you want to tell me? Even when I asked you about my father, you were the same, and refused to tell me the truth, why did you lie to me.” Yan Shaoxing looked at him angrily, his tone full of disappointed.

Lang Zheng looked at him with a true expression, and coupled with this face that was very similar to Dou Tiancheng, his heart suddenly softened. Their speech postures and behaviors were almost exactly the same, and Lang Zheng himself knew that these would not be fake, let alone Yan Shaoxing had always given him a very familiar feeling.

After all, he watched Dou Tiancheng grow up, and he taught him many things. He could see his own shadow in Dou Tiancheng, and now this shadow has gone to Yan Shaoxing.

Seventy percent of Lang Zheng was willing to believe what Yan Shaoxing said, which also answered his long-standing doubts.He also knew that Mai Yantong was a person, and he really wouldn't just treat a substitute so well. There was a high possibility that Yan Shaoxing was the real Dou Tiancheng.

Thinking of this, in fact, Lang Zheng no longer doubted the identity of the person in front of him, but he was a little embarrassed by the question raised by Yan Shaoxing.

Yan Shaoxing has been staring at him closely, watching his facial expression change, knowing that he is also experiencing a very complicated struggle in his heart, he said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Lang, don't you want to avenge my father? My dad didn't die in an accident, did he?"

Lang Zheng looked at the sadness in Yan Shaoxing's eyes, sighed, and said, "Knowing this, you will only get into more trouble."

When Yan Shaoxing heard this, his eyes lit up. It seemed that Uncle Lang was willing to tell him the truth back then, and hearing his tone, there was an existence behind him that they couldn't afford to offend.