After exposing the identity of Alpha, the marriage cannot be divorced

◎Does he just have an unmasculine face? ◎

"Jiang Zhen? Are you back?"

Just as Jiang Zhen stepped into a high-end nursing home in the suburbs, she heard a gentle female voice.

He paused in his footsteps and gave a soft "hmm".

The poplar wooden door opened from the inside, and a petite and thin woman came out from inside.

The woman's skin is very good, and it can be seen that she has taken good care of it, but the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes and the drooping upper eyelid can still reveal her original age.

Seeing Jiang Zhen, her original calm expression was replaced by a smile, and she seemed to be much more relaxed in an instant: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

People who don't know this scene will definitely think that it is the overly excited reaction of the mother who is eagerly looking forward to the child's return.

But Jiang Zhen just looked down at the other party for a moment, then looked away, and casually asked, "Where's my brother?"

Xu Yishuang didn't have the slightest grudge against his attitude, and even actively opened the door of the next room for him: "Your brother is sleeping in there, please keep your voice down when you go in."

"I'll pay attention." Jiang Zhen didn't look at her anymore, and stepped into the door that was just opened.

Xu Yishuang originally wanted to follow in, but unexpectedly the wooden door was closed with a "click" after Jiang Zhen entered.

... almost touched the nose.

Her face was a little stiff, and her smile almost collapsed.

The attendant who was helping her with the clothes frowned and lowered his voice to her ear: "Madam, the young master is too disrespectful to you. Every time you use that half-dead face..."

"Miyawei." Xu Yishuang cleaned up her expression and state, took a deep breath, and softly called out the name of the attendant, "Don't hold back your words, Jiang Zhen is not something you can say."

Mi Yawei stuck out her tongue, not paying attention to her reprimand.

Anyway, Xu Yishuang would reprimand her every time she spoke ill of the young master.

But it is also limited to reprimand.

She never received a heavier punishment, even if she sometimes speaks harshly.

This time is no exception.

Xu Yishuang glanced at her lightly, without saying much, turned and left here: "Stay here, don't let other people disturb the two brothers."

Mi Yawei nodded: "Yes, madam."

When Xu Yishuang returned to her room, the moment the bedroom door was closed, her smiling and gentle expression instantly sank.

Jiang Zhen...has indeed become more and more impolite to herself.

No mother can calmly accept such an attitude from her child, and it was impossible for her to say that she didn't mind it.

But it's okay.

As long as he has a good relationship with Jiang Luo.

Xu Yishuang turned pale, and turned on the electronic display screen suspended in the center of the room.

The screen slowly lights up in the dimly lit space.

After a while, the ultra-high-definition picture appeared.

Those were Jiang Luocheng who was still sleeping soundly and Jiang Zhen who was cooking medicine.

After Jiang Zhen came in, she didn't make any other sound except breathing, and she was familiar with the operation of the kettle on the table.

Few people have used this ancient pharmaceutical method since the ephemeris.

Most people will choose to throw the materials into the machine to generate automatically according to the ratio, or directly buy functional medicine made into capsules and tablets.

But Jiang Luocheng's situation is too special, there is not any kind of medicine sold in the market for him to use, and even these raw materials have to be found through various channels from all over the world.

Most of Jiang Zhen's expenses over the years are due to paying taxes and maintenance fees for the weapons he developed, and part of it is to find medicines for Jiang Luocheng.

After so many years of high-paying jobs, I didn't enjoy them at all. I said that the beggars under the bridge would pity him and throw him two star coins.

The corner of Jiang Zhen's mouth curled up in an emotionless arc.

What a fucking irony.

After the medicine was boiled, the water in the pot began to bubbling and bubbling.

When the person lying on the bed heard the movement, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his bloodless face was almost transparent by the sunlight outside the window.

Unlike Jiang Zhen's feeling of being so white that it glows like a painting, this kind of transparency is a dead silence that is almost gray.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw the figure cooking medicine in front of the window and shouted with a smile, "Jiang Zhen."

"Brother, are you awake?" Jiang Zhen raised her eyebrows with her back facing the man, and smiled after regaining consciousness, and walked over with the freshly boiled medicine, "It's just right, I'll rub the medicine on you."

Jiang Luocheng nodded, embarrassedly said: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He looks very handsome, and he can be regarded as a middle-class person, but compared to Jiang Zhen, he looks very inconspicuous.

"What are you talking about? Don't look outside." Jiang Zhen shook his head, lifted the quilt from him, put on his gloves and began to untie his pajamas.

Jiang Luocheng's delicate face showed a look of uneasiness, and he closed his eyes.

Jiang Zhen turned a blind eye to this, focused on doing her own thing, and applied the boiled viscous concoction on the opponent's body.

"Brother, you've been using this medicine for more than half a year. Have you felt any improvement?" Jiang Zhen asked after washing his hands after taking off his gloves.

Jiang Luocheng's expression froze.

Jiang Zhen took his reaction into his eyes from the corner of his eyes, and stopped asking: "I know, when this batch of medicinal materials is used up, I will stop the medicine."

"Then what should I do?" Jiang Luocheng asked subconsciously.

Jiang Zhen looked at him in surprise: "Of course I'm continuing to look for other medicines. Brother, your tone is a little anxious, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." Jiang Luocheng listened to the first half of the painting where he would continue to look for medicine, shook his head with relief, and returned to his original soft-spoken appearance, "I'll listen to you, you can arrange it. Anyway, brother I know you never let me down."

"Really?" Jiang Zhen's voice was very low, as if asking and answering himself.

But Jiang Luocheng didn't hear it: "Yes, brother believes in you. If it wasn't for trusting you because I treat you well, I wouldn't be like this, right?"

Believe me?nice to me?

Jiang Zhen leaned down, propped her hands on the side of the bed, her pretty eyes were full of Jiang Luocheng's pale face.

His tone is gentle and serious, and he can turn people's soul three times: "Yes. Brother, you are so kind to me, how can I be willing to let you down?"

……

"You said that Jiang Luocheng's health is not good, so he has been taken care of by the Jiang family?"

In the old house of the Feng family, Feng Suchi frowned as much as his grandfather: "How is it possible? When I saw him, he was obviously very lively."

"I don't understand that." Feng Yiran gracefully took a sip of the tea made by his younger brother, then spit it out gracefully, and looked at him lovingly, "Are you making tea or a pot of water?"

"Why are you so picky? It's fine if you can drink it or not?" In order to prove this sentence, Feng Suchi picked up his left pot of tea without hesitation, and took a sip.

After a few seconds of contorted expression, he swallowed.

Feng Yiran watched his face change again and again, and then he continued with satisfaction: "Are you sure you saw Jiang Luocheng? It wasn't someone else from the Jiang family?"

"He said it himself, but I'm not sure if it's true or not." Feng Suchi stuffed a piece of tea into his mouth, pressing down on the weird shabu-shabu...the smell of tea, "That's how you found out?"

"What do you mean by this?" Feng Yiran lit the documents on the table, "Is that a small family like the Jiang family? There are so many files in the family, it's not easy for me to find them."

Feng Suchi flicked the corner of the file, and read the thin sheets of paper again.

[Jiang Luocheng, male, 32 years old...]

This is all bullshit, skip it.

[He was born with a congenital blood disease, and was treated by his mother Xu Yishuang since he was a child. When he was nine years old, he accidentally fell off a cliff and died...]

Feng Suchi looked at the "dying death", and didn't look away for a long time.

After a long time, he said, "I remember when Jiang Zhen was four years old, there seemed to be an accident?"

Feng Yiran was surprised that he could remember about Jiang Zhen: "I thought you didn't care about your wife."

"Not caring and not understanding are not the same thing." Feng Suchi said, "Before I got married, I read all the information I could find on him."

"I don't know how good the relationship between you two is." Feng Yiran leaned back, crossed his arms and joked, "Why, do you think these two things are related?"

"At least it won't be completely irrelevant." Feng Suchi threw away the document, "But I don't care about it."

Feng Yiran felt that there was something wrong with his mind: "I don't care if you let me search?"

"What I care about is the "Jiang Luocheng" I met this time. "Feng Suchi's tone did not fluctuate, "If his identity is false, then the name "Jiang Luocheng" is not important, I just want to know who the person I met was. "

"So caring about the person you just met?" Feng Yiran had a strange expression on his face, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, "I'm going, you can't fall in love with him at first sight, right? Feng Suchi, let me warn you, you can I don't have a good relationship with Jiang Zhen, but if you dare to cheat in marriage, get the hell out of the Feng family!"

Feng Suchi: "..."

He was angry: "I'm really speechless, why do everyone suspect me of cheating?!"

Does he just have an unmasculine face? ?

Feng Yiran sharply: "All?"

Feng Suchi waved his hand wearily: "Don't worry about it. Don't worry, I'm just interested in that person's ability. You think, if a person who is immune to S-level mental invasion and proficient in medical drug and weapon design is recruited by the military , how many benefits are there?"

"Your purpose is to recruit someone? But how can you be sure that he is not already on another team?"

"That's why I want to check." Feng Suchi said, "Since you can't find it, I will check it myself."

Feng Yiran was curious: "That's why he is so favored by you? Don't you have an all-around talent L? Why are you paying so much attention to a person who doesn't know his true identity and ability this time?"

"Don't mention L to me." Feng Suchi had a heart attack when he heard this letter, "L is from the empire after all, not exclusive to the Feng family or the military. I usually need something or ask him to do something for comparison." It’s hard to reach the sky.”

"Cannibals are soft-spoken and soft-handed. It is really difficult to ask for help." Feng Yiran nodded in agreement, "Then you go and investigate. I will help you look into the military affairs during this period. But remember, if he is It's clear and innocent, if you recruit, you will recruit, if you don't understand why, you will pull him back, you see, Dad and I will not break your legs!"

Feng Suchi: "I know it well."

He didn't want to say much, he took the limited-edition high-end pen from his brother's room that hadn't been unpacked yet, and left amidst Feng Yiran's scolding.

As soon as he went out, he dialed a phone number that he had only obtained three days ago.

The phone was quickly connected by the person over there.

"Hey?"

"Well, it's me, Mr. Jiang." Feng Suchi said with a smile, but there was no expression on his face.

Jiang Zhen was sitting in the car, and just when she was about to leave the nursing home, she received this call: "So it's the boss. What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Feng Suchi was so curious about the real identity of this "Jiang Luocheng" now, he couldn't wait to see him, so he made a phone call without even thinking about the reason.

After a few seconds of silence, he looked at the pen gift box in his hand and smiled lightly: "I have something nice for Mr. Jiang, come out for dinner?"

Jiang Zhen was a little tired just after watching Jiang Luocheng, and wanted to refuse: "I can't—"

Feng Suchi: "Things are very valuable, I don't mind if you resell them."

Jiang Zhen: "Send me the location."

The author says:

Jiang Zhen: Money sweeps away all fatigue ^_^

Facts have proved that if a general has no money in his pocket, the difficulty of chasing his wife will at least multiply exponentially (bushi);

This chapter has a bit of a plot.

But rest assured, this article is of course based on emotions!There are very few plots——

Thank you for your support!Love you all-(￣3￣)

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感谢在2022-07-2800:00:00-2022-07-2923:31:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Jungui; 5 bottles of Ganfantu; 1 bottle of Diandiandian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! .