The system is always confessing [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Zhiwei rode a bicycle out of the school gate, bought a roll of wide tape at the school gate, and bought a bundle of rope from a grocery store to put it in a schoolbag before returning home.

It was not yet twelve o'clock when school was over, and the school was not too far away from home. Even though Lin Zhiwei said a few words to Shi Yifeng and went shopping in circles, it was not until 12:30 when he got home.

Lin Wenjin had already prepared the meal, and when he saw Lin Zhiwei came back, he had a loving smile on his face: "Zhiwei, come over and try my green pepper shredded pork and spicy chicken to see if it suits your taste."

Lin Zhiwei closed the door, inserted the safety lock, and walked towards the table.

He glanced at the table, threw the schoolbag in his hand onto the chair, then bent down to pick up a bottle of white wine and put it on the table.

Lin Wenjin was stunned: "Zhi, Zhiwei, what are you going to do?"

Lin Zhiwei: "Have a drink?"

"No, no, no!" Lin Wenjin quickly refused as if frightened, "I plan to quit drinking now, I promised your mother yesterday."

Lin Zhiwei turned a blind eye to Lin Wenjin's words, opened the bottle cap and poured a glass of wine: "Drink again."

The mellow and somewhat pungent smell of wine wafted in the air, arousing Lin Wenjin's greediness, and he gulped.

Lin Wenjin refused again: "I can't drink, I have to do what I promised your mother."

Can't drink, at least not in front of Zhiwei.

He knows what kind of wine he has. When he is drunk, he can't control his mouth at all, and he can answer whatever others ask. This is the main reason why he doesn't go out drinking with others very often.

If he was drunk, he would accidentally slip his mouth when the time comes...

and many more…………

Lin Wenjin looked at Lin Zhiwei with some suspicion, and asked tentatively, "Zhiwei, why did you let me drink?"

"Don't you hate my drinking the most?"

Lin Zhiwei looked at him sideways: "Speak the truth after drinking."

"I'm skeptical about many things you said, so I want to buy you a drink. When you get drunk, I'll make sure that what you said is true." He said, putting the wine glass on the table Pushed towards Lin Wenjin, "Drink."

Lin Wenjin was startled, the child really suspected them!

He looked at the things on the table and didn't know what to do for a while.

Drink it, it must be revealing, don't drink it, even a fool can see that something is wrong.

He said uh uh twice, rolled his eyes, and said displeasedly: "You kid, why don't you believe us?"

"It's really embarrassing you, isn't it?" He said, his face darkened, as if he was irritated, he turned around and was about to go out.

Lin Zhiwei looked at his back, opened the backpack, and took out the rope.

Lin Wenjin, who just walked to the door and didn't have time to open it, was slammed against the wall by Lin Zhiwei. His face was squeezed tightly against the door, and Lin Zhiwei locked his hands behind him.

"What do you want..." Before Lin Wenjin could finish his sentence, Lin Zhiwei blocked his mouth with a wiped tablecloth.

Lin Zhiwei tied up Lin Wenjin at a speed that ordinary people could not achieve.

After the tying was finished, Lin Zhiwei looked down at Lin Wenjin on the ground, and an untimely thought popped up in his mind--he discovered it yesterday, he seems to be very good at tying people up, and it feels particularly good when he is tied up. Lin Wenjin, who was drunk yesterday, didn't Those who had no strength to resist were tied up by him. Lin Wenjin, who didn't drink today... still had no strength to resist and was tied up by him just like that.

I must have been a powerful person in my previous life, maybe I was a rope master, so I could tie people up so quickly, Lin Zhiwei dragged Lin Wenjin to the sofa while thinking casually.

Lin Zhiwei: "Do you know that your acting skills are terrible?"

In the morning, I looked at him without any kindness, and even with a little pleasure and aloofness.

Ghosts believe what they say.

As Lin Zhiwei said, he went to the table and picked up the wine glass, then went back to the sofa and removed the tablecloth from Lin Wenjin's mouth.

Lin Wenjin: "What do you want to do... woo woo..."

Lin Zhiwei pinched his chin and poured the wine in the glass.

Lin Wenjin thought about not drinking it, but as an old wine worm of more than ten years, he could still resist the temptation if the wine was far away. Now that it was in his mouth, Lin Wenjin couldn't control himself, and Lin Zhiwei He even lifted his chin, so he swallowed most of the large glass of wine.

After being filled with this glass of wine, Lin Wenjin wanted to yell at Lin Zhiwei, but unexpectedly, Lin Zhiwei stuffed the tablecloth into his mouth again, and then went back to the table and poured a glass of wine.

Lin Zhiwei drank Lin Wenjin five glasses of wine in a row—this was the amount of alcohol that Lin Wenjin would get drunk on weekdays, but not so drunk that he couldn't ask anything.

After pouring, he took out the tablecloth, tore off some adhesive tape and pasted it on Lin Wenjin's mouth several times to ensure that there was no risk of it being removed like a tablecloth, and then sat back at the table and started eating.

Lin Wenjin's craftsmanship is not all boasting, the dishes he cooks are indeed better than most restaurants outside. Lin Zhiwei ate two bowls of rice before putting down the bowl.

He didn't eat fast, but slowly and methodically, and it took more than half an hour to finish a meal.

At this time, Lin Wenjin was already drunk, and his face was flushed.

Lin Zhiwei pulled a chair and sat across from him, and called him twice: "Lin Wenjin, Lin Wenjin?"

Lin Wenjin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and he mumbled twice, as if he was answering something.

Obviously very drunk.

Lin Zhiwei tore off the tape and said, "Lin Zhiwei is not your biological son."

Lin Wenjin's eyes were confused, and he didn't answer for a while.

Lin Zhiwei was not in a hurry, he found Lin Wenjin's cell phone, turned on the recording, and said again: "Lin Zhiwei is not your biological son."

"Lin Zhiwei is not your biological son."

"Lin Zhiwei is not your biological son."

Lin Zhiwei said it slowly several times before Lin Wenjin realized it.

There was a little smug smile on his drunken face: "Of course he...is not my son."

"My son is now...enjoyed."

Lin Zhiwei: "Isn't your son Lin Zhiwei?"

Lin Wenjin: "He is... not... my... son!"

He yelled, with a bit of anger and arrogance: "I didn't...be a bastard, my son is my seed! He is...he is not here now, but he is... a rich family... ...Young master from the family, enjoy... enjoy the blessings in other people's house!"

Lin Zhiwei frowned: "You secretly exchanged someone else's child?"

His tone sank, and he said a little harshly: "You are committing a crime, I will call the police and arrest you and put you in jail."

Crime, call the police, and go to jail!

These few words passed into Lin Wenjin's unclear head.

He struggled a few times, and hurriedly defended: "I...I didn't, it wasn't me!"

"It's Xu Qingqing, she did this."

"I... I don't know anything about this!"

"Xu Qingqing...Xu Qingqing is a poisonous woman!"

Lin Zhiwei interrupted his muttering: "You have been deceived, and the one over there is not your son."

"No! He is!" As soon as he mentioned his son, Lin Wenjin's voice became louder, and he said firmly, "He is my son!"

"I... I saw his photo! That's my seed!"

photo?

Drunk people are not flexible in thinking. Sometimes they have to ask questions several times, and sometimes Lin Wenjin turns aside while talking.

Lin Zhiwei was not at all in a hurry, and slowly asked everything Lin Wenjin knew, and he had a general idea of ​​what Lin Wenjin knew.

Twenty years ago, when Lin Wenjin and Xu Qingqing, who were just married, went to the capital, Xu Qingqing, who was a nanny, went to a family to apply for a job. It happened that the hostess of that family looked very similar to Xu Qingqing and liked her very much. , leaving her to work.

And it just so happened that after a few months, she and the hostess of that house became pregnant at the same time. For some reason, Xu Qingqing became pregnant. The hospital where the child was born. After the childbirth, Xu Qingqing took the child to see the hostess. At that time, she changed the child.

It is impossible for Xu Qingqing to just exchange the child without being discovered. Of course, someone helped her, and the person who helped her was Xu Qingqing's currently unknown lover—the lover thought that the child in Xu Qingqing's belly was his. of.

As for the person who sent the photo to Xu Qingqing, it was not her lover, but the mistress of that family, Tang Mingzhu.

Lin Wenjin said drunkenly: "That idiot......... also sent clothes and cosmetics to Xu Qingqing... and her son's leftover clothes..."

It is true that Xu Qingqing often receives large packages of express delivery from time to time, but Lin Zhiwei does not know what is in the express delivery.

Are they old clothes?If that family was really as rich as Lin Wenjin described, then the so-called leftover clothes would not be so old, and should be more fashionable.

But in his memory, apart from those clothes that were so damaged that they were almost unwearable, there was only the school uniform.

"She's really bad!" After Lin Zhiwei explained the matter to Shi Qi briefly, Shi Qi was so angry that he jumped up and down a few times, and then sat down next to Lin Zhiwei while waving his hands The popsicle in the middle of the room angrily reprimanded Xu Qingqing, "It's fine if she switches the two of you, and she doesn't treat you well, even the old clothes your mother sent you!"

He said harshly: "You can't let her go!"

Shi Qi patted Lin Zhiwei on the shoulder vigorously: "Leave this to me! I will definitely make her look good!"

Lin Zhiwei and Shi Qi were sitting on the side of the road not far from the small square, and the long shadows stretched their teeth and claws following Shi Qi's movements.

"Your popsicle is going to melt." Lin Zhiwei reminded Shi Qi, took a sip of the popsicle in his hand, and then said, "Don't be impulsive, we are good students who have received nine years of compulsory education, Can't do bad things."

Lin Zhiwei: "It's already breaking the law for them to exchange children. I'm going to call the police."

Although Shi Qi was a little unhappy in his heart, he still agreed: "Okay, I'm not impulsive."

Shi Qi also took a mouthful of the popsicle: "Then I will accompany you to call the police tomorrow?"

Lin Zhiwei: "I'm not going to call the police at this time."

In Xicheng, where the land is as big as a palm, gossip spreads quickly. If he calls the police, the teachers and students of No. [-] Middle School will know about it in less than two days.

Lin Zhiwei: "I still plan to study in No. [-] Middle School, and I don't want to be the object of discussion."

Hearing what he said, Shi Qi immediately showed a smile on his sullen face, and asked in surprise, "Are you still planning to go to No. [-] Middle School?!"

Lin Zhiwei glanced at Shi Qi with shining eyes without any trace, and said in a natural tone: "That's right."

"I'm already in the third year of high school, so I can't transfer to another school, right?"

Shi Qi: "Yes!"

He nodded in agreement: "Transferring to another school in the third year of high school is not good for learning!"

Although it was a little out of date, when Lin Zhiwei said that he would not transfer to another school, Shi Qi was angry and happy at the same time: "Then what are you going to do?"

Lin Zhiwei: "Go to my biological parents first."

Shi Qi: "Do you know the address?"

Lin Zhiwei didn't know, but Xu Qingqing did.

"She should come with me."

If Xu Qingqing had any brains, she would go with him. After all, it would be too bad for Xu Qingqing if he went by himself.

Of course, if Xu Qingqing doesn't go, it's not like he can't find out. After all, Lin Wenjin said that the owner of that house is the chairman of the Lin Group—at least 20 years ago, his biological mother's father was.

Shi Qi didn't think about it so much, he let out a groan, glanced at Lin Zhiwei, and asked him: "The Jingdu school is good, what if your parents won't let you go back to No. [-] Middle School?"

Lin Zhiwei: "If they respect my opinion, they will let me go to school here. If they don't, I don't need to listen to them."

He looked at Shi Qi with a faint smile in his eyes: "Isn't it?

Shi Qi didn't have the slightest sense of persuading Lin Zhiwei not to be stubborn, he nodded desperately, and gave Lin Zhiwei a thumbs up: "That's right."

He encouraged Lin Zhiwei: "You must hold on!"

"Don't worry." Lin Zhiwei said, "They can't handle me emotionally, materially..."

He raised his eyebrows at Shi Qi and smiled: "I think I'm pretty smart, the future should be promising, there's no need to compromise with others for money."

The street lamp is that kind of bright and incandescent, which adds a bit of sharpness to the young man's sharp eyebrows and eyes. His handsome face is like a steel knife that shot straight into Shi Qi's heart.

That's right, that's how it should be described, otherwise how can I explain my sudden excitement!

Shi Qi held his little heart that was beating happily, and agreed: "Yes! Yes! You are right!"

He brazenly said: "Lin Zhiwei, you will definitely be super successful in the future!"

Shi Qi supported his face with one hand, tilted his head to look at Lin Zhiwei, his eyes were full of joy: "You are also super handsome!"

He is not reserved at all: "I like you even more!"

Lin Zhiwei tightened her hand holding the popsicle.

Next, should Shi Qi ask him: Lin Zhiwei, we are familiar now, would you like to be with me?

In fact, less than two days is still a bit fast, but... Fortunately, it is not impossible.

Lin Zhiwei was ready to agree to Shi Qi, but he didn't expect Shi Qi to take a bite of the popsicle in his hand after saying this, and then said vaguely: "But if it's me, I don't want to If you compromise, you have to ask for money!"

Shi Qi: "If they don't give me money, they don't love me. If they don't love me, they don't care about them. I can just fight with them!"

Maybe you can get money easily after a few fights, why do you have to fight on your own, how tiring it is?Besides, life is nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun, and making noise is also the seasoning of life, the fun of passing time.

However, this is how Lin Zhiwei should be!

Shi Qi Mei happily took the last bite of the popsicle, and when she turned her head, she saw Lin Zhiwei looked a little bit wrong.

Shi Qi: "Huh?"

He was startled, and raised his voice in disbelief and asked: "Lin Zhiwei! You are not going to break up with me just because we have different views?!"

Lin Zhiwei: ...

"No."

He reached out for the empty popsicle tube in Shi Qi's hand, walked to the trash can not far away and threw the trash, turned back and met Shi Qi who was staring at him in surprise, with a funny and helpless feeling in his heart Sighed.

"Would you like to go to Kyoto with me if I invite you?"

Shi Qi pretended to be hypocritical and twitched: "This is your family business, it's not good for me to go?"

Before Lin Zhiwei could speak, he hurriedly said, "But I also know that you are a little afraid of facing this alone, and I know that you need someone to be by your side."

Shi Qi raised his chin: "Okay! I'll go with you!"

"When the time comes to confirm the departure time, you can call me!"

Lin Zhiwei: "..., thank you then?"

Shi Qi put his arms around Lin Zhiwei's shoulders, and let out a hey: "What's the relationship between us, just say thank you and we'll see each other!"