The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain - Chapter 116

Lin Zhaoming is one of the top ten rich people in the city. He can be regarded as a well-known big man. Although he is low-key and even a bit mysterious, reporters are always capable of pervasiveness. He was seriously ill and quickly went away quickly. There are news reports at both ends of the day.

Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan didn’t receive a call from Lin Zihui again, thinking that they didn’t need any help from them, and they would not rush to visit the hospital again.

All the news about Lin Zhaoming and the Lin Group can only be learned from the newspaper.

— “Business King” Lin Zhaoming was terminally ill and was admitted to the hospital in critical condition. The mysterious prince returned to China to take the helm of Lin.

Qiao Wen looked at the front-page news in the newspaper in his hand, with a photo on it. In the photo was a black Pingzhi car, but the brown windows were tightly closed, and only the rear seats were vaguely blurred. The blurry figure is probably the mysterious prince Lin mentioned in the report.

Lin Zhaoming and his wife have only one son, which is the rumored prince Lin. He has studied abroad since he was a child and has been living in Europe ever since. Not to mention the media, even Lin Zihui doesn’t know much. Now that Lin Zhaoming is critically ill and the Lin family has changed hands, the media are naturally full of interest in this mysterious prince.

Chen Jianan walked over with a can of soda, leaned against Qiao Wen, took a bite to him, and glanced down at the headline of the news, and said, “I don’t know what happened to Zihui’s father?”

When his voice fell, the phone next to him rang, and he answered.

“Well, yes, I will tell Xiao Qiao.”

“Sorry for you.”

Hanging up the phone, Liang Zinan looked at Qiao Wen with a dull expression.

“Zihui called?” Qiao Wen didn’t want to guess but knew what was going on.

Chen Jianan nodded: “Zihui’s father died of illness this morning, and he will begin to set up a spirit for three days tomorrow. Zihui said that Mrs. Lin originally refused to let him participate in the funeral. Fortunately, his elder brother agreed to let him participate as the youngest son.”

Qiao Wen thoughtfully after hearing the words: “It seems that his elder brother is still reasonable. In this way, Zihui can also be considered to be able to send his dad the last time, leaving no regrets.”

Chen Canan said: “Then I will let someone prepare a wreath, and we will go to express our condolences tomorrow.”

Qiao Wen nodded: “Yeah.”

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was deep and it began to drizzle.

Although Lin’s family is thin, but Lin Zhaoming had a lot of friends during his lifetime, and there was an endless stream of people who came to the funeral home to express condolences. Chen Jianan and Qiao Wen wore black suits, each holding a wreath, holding a handful of white chrysanthemums, and following the condolence crowd.

After placing the wreath at the door, the two entered the mourning hall with sorrow and joy. Lin Zhaoming’s coffin is placed in the center, with a large black and white photo in front of him. Originally, Qiao Wen always felt that the big boss was too deep in the city, but at this moment, looking at this slightly smiling photo, he realized that he was actually an ordinary middle-aged man, and even kind of kind.

A man who can give birth to an upright and pure son like Lin Zihui will not be a wicked father if he thinks about it.

After offering the white chrysanthemums, bowing and incense, the two walked to the family members next to them and said “Sorrow.”

There were only a few family members, and when someone came, bowed their heads in salute.

The middle-aged woman in the front row who was dressed in plain clothes, but with a rich and graceful appearance, should be Mrs. Lin. Lin Zihui stood behind the wife to the left. Qiao Wen was originally concerned about his friend, but his eyes had to fall on the man in front of him first.

The man and Mrs. Lin stood side by side, wearing a black suit and Bai Xiaobu behind him. After bowing, he slowly raised his head, seeming to meet Qiao Wen’s stunned gaze inadvertently.

Qiao Wen had to be shocked.

The last time I saw this face was almost seven years ago, but after more than 20 years of getting along, even if it is another 70 years, he will not forget this face.

This is Lin Nan’s face, but the man in front of him can’t be called exactly the same as Lin Nan, because the expressions and eyes are all different-of course, it may be because of the mourning hall.

Seeing a long-lost old person in another world, even if it is just a similar face, Qiao Wen can’t be calm as usual. He only feels that his heartbeat is speeding up, his blood is tumbling, his originally flexible brain is suddenly chaotic, and he instantly loses the ability to think.

It was Chen Jianan who whispered to remind him: “Xiao Qiao!”

Qiao Wen returned to his senses and nodded to several members of the Lin family. He couldn’t help but glanced at the familiar face, and the other party also nodded gently at him.

Qiao Wencai suppressed his astonishment and left with Chen Jianan.

“What happened just now?”

Although Chen Jianan’s mind was as rough as a bowl, he was always keen on Qiao Wen’s emotions. He had naturally noticed his gaffe in the mourning hall before and couldn’t help but ask in a low voice after going out.

Qiao Wen’s heart was still beating wildly, turned his head and glanced at him, shook his head and said: “It’s okay, just thinking that people die like a lamp, and I feel a little heavy.”

When Chen Jianan heard him say this, Hengqiu sighed and said, “So we have to cherish the days we are alive.”

Qiao Wen hummed, thinking of something, and said: “Especially you, when you make a movie in the future, don’t design too dangerous actions. Every time you design it, you will try it yourself first. I know you are very careful about making movies. But if something happens, it will be too late to regret.”

Chen Jianan smiled, and said indifferently: “It’s okay, I have a sense of measure.”

“Of course it’s easy to say.” After a pause, he added, “In the future, I will report dangerous actions in advance. I can only get on with approval.”

Chen Jianan took his shoulders and said, “I know Xiao Qiao is the best to me. Don’t worry, I will definitely protect myself. I have to live with you for decades.”

Qiao Wen glanced at him, smiled and shook his head, but his mind was still occupied by the face just now.

Of course he knew that the man just now was Lin Zhaoming’s eldest son, Lin Zirui, the prince of the Lin family as the media said.

It’s just why he and Lin Nan look almost exactly the same?

Did Lin Nan also come to this world, or was he just a person with a similar appearance to Lin Nan?

Lin Nan! Lin Nan!

The last scene of the two of them many years ago appeared in Qiao Wen’s mind. When the giant truck rammed head-on, Lin Nan tightly protected him behind him. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Lin Nan’s broken body.

Lin Nan saved him and died, making him hard to let go for many years. He can only take risks to dilute his guilt and pain.

If Lin Zirui is really Lin Nan, it means that he is really alive in another world, will he finally be able to say goodbye to years of suffering? Is it possible to regain this brother who has been away for many years?

This thought made him almost excited and couldn’t wait to know the truth.

However, now that the Lin Family is doing a funeral, he has no way to verify, and can only wait for Lin Zhaoming to make plans after the funeral.

In the next few days, Qiao Wen had no intention of working, collecting newspapers about Lin Zirui, and entrusting Zhang Jiaming to help investigate.

However, there is very little news about Lin Zirui. He went to boarding school in the UK at the age of twelve. After getting a master’s degree in economics from Oxford, he did not return to Hong Kong. He has been traveling in Europe. Now he is twenty-eight. Marrying a wife and having children, as for what has been done over the years, outsiders know nothing about it.

No wonder the media called him the mysterious prince of Lin.

When Lin Zhaoming went to the funeral, after the first seven years, Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan were worried about Lin Zihui’s situation and brought gifts to visit his house.

Lin Zihui and his uncle now live in a new-style villa, not far from the Furong Tea Room, which is a typical wealthy location and residence. Lin Zihui now leads a decently rich life.

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged maid in white clothes and black trousers.

“Awen Anan, are you here?”

Lin Zihui, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, hurriedly got up and waved when he saw the two coming in. He is still in good condition, but he is a little thinner than before. Obviously, his father’s death has not dealt a small blow to him.

But Qiao Wen didn’t put his gaze on him too much, because he saw another person sitting on the sofa.

When the two entered the door, the man had already stood up with Lin Zihui, looked at them with a faint smile, and said politely, “Zihui, your friend?”

Lin Zihui just remembered: “Awen Anan, this is my elder brother Lin Zirui. Brother, this is my friend Awen Anan.”

Qiao Wen looked at the long-lost face and took a deep breath to make himself look normal. He walked forward with Chen Jianan, stretched out his hand to the people and said, “Hello, Mr. Lin!”

Lin Zirui smiled and shook hands with the two of them, and said politely: “Just call me Jeffery. You are Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan of Wennan Pictures, right? I read your interview in the newspaper. “

He was born tall and straight, handsome, well-defined, and well-dressed. He may have lived in England for a long time, and he has a natural British gentleman style.

If you leave out the almost identical appearance, this person does have a completely different temperament from Lin Nan. This is a typical Hong Kong noble son who has received a British education.

But Qiao Wen still had a little luck. He looked at him and said casually: “I heard that Mr. Lin lived in Europe before. I don’t know if I have been to the Vincennes Coffee Estate in Reims, France. I heard that it produces products there. The coffee is delicious.”

After he finished speaking, Chen Canan on the side sighed and said, “Do you want to drink it? Let’s go back, I haven’t been to Europe yet!”

Qiao Wen nodded perfunctorily, looked at Lin Zirui, and waited for his answer like a drum.

The coffee manor he was talking about was the place he had visited when he went backpacking with Lin Nan gap. I had just graduated at that time, when I was young and frivolous, I squandered all the way, and when I came to Lance, I didn’t have much money left, so I worked part-time in the manor for a month together to make up for the travel expenses before going on the road. The two young masters who have been pampered since childhood, did hard work in the manor for the first time, earning hundreds of euros. For them, it was definitely an unforgettable experience. Later, the two planned to return together when they had time. Manor vacation, but no chance again.

He is not sure if there is this coffee estate in this era, but if the man opposite is Lin Nan, he will definitely react when he hears this name.

However, Lin Zirui only frowned for a while, apparently didn’t think of anything, then chuckled and shook his head: “Although I have been to Reims, I have never heard of this coffee manor. I will go and find out if there is any. Go to Reims again if you have a chance, you can try it.”

Sure enough, it wasn’t Lin Nan, Qiao Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn’t know if it was lucky or sad.

He spread his hands and smiled: “I just heard about it accidentally, and I don’t know if it’s the nonsense of others.”

Lin Zirui nodded, looked at him with a smile, and turned around and said: “Zihui, since your friend is here, I won’t bother you, and I will contact you later.”

“Okay, brother, I’ll take you out.”

“No, you treat your friends well.”

Lin Zihui still sent the person to the entrance, watching the servant walk him to the courtyard gate, then turned around and returned slowly. This illegitimate child who was not recognized by the Lin family as his ancestor was obviously very close to his half-brother.