For a moment, Feng Zhongliang seemed to have been drained of all his strength, as if a handful of sand had been stuffed in his throat, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, it was so dry that he could hardly even swallow his saliva.

Feng Zhongliang wiped his eyes, moved closer to the computer screen trembling, and carefully compared the words written by Jiang Se stroke by stroke, even rewinding the video again and again, still recalling Feng Nan's appearance when he wrote his name in his mind.

He called Xiao Liu, and he couldn't even wait for the plane tomorrow morning, and asked Xiao Liu to buy a ticket tonight and rush back to the imperial capital. He wanted to see the handwriting of Jiang Se's handwriting and send it to him. To identify.

The truth seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, and he couldn't wait to get to the conclusion.

Although Xiao Liu went in without knowing it, but after hearing Feng Zhongliang's order, he immediately changed his booking to the nearest flight back to the imperial capital ahead of schedule.

When he came back, it was past three o'clock at night, Feng Zhongliang's study was still brightly lit, and the old man's eyes were red after a long day, waiting for news from him.

The video he sent back was still playing on the computer in the study. When he handed over the notebook that Jiang Se wrote to Feng Zhongliang, Feng Zhongliang's hand trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up for a while.

At this time, Feng Zhongliang saw that light and flimsy notebook as weighing more than a thousand catties. He even took a sip of the cold tea to calm his uneasy heart.

When he opened the cover of the notebook and the words written by Jiang Se appeared in front of his eyes, they were clearer than in the video, and they hit his eyes straight.

This is his granddaughter's word, there is no doubt about it!

He didn't even need to find someone to identify it before he could recognize it clearly.

Her handwriting is beautiful and delicate, and the last stroke of the handwriting likes to draw a small arc. He had reprimanded her many times at the beginning, thinking that she had such a habit of only paying attention to the delicacy of the handwriting, but lost the integrity of the handwriting. However, Feng Nan refused to change after repeated admonitions, but now it became the biggest proof that he recognized his granddaughter.

When all doubts were confirmed at this moment, when he got the notebook and saw what she wrote, it proved that he was not just cranky and whimsical these days, Feng Zhongliang was so excited that he couldn't help it.

He held the notebook in his hand to his chest, and Feng Zhongliang burst into tears.

No wonder she called grandpa when she saw her.

It's no wonder that when the Pei family met for the first time, she looked excited and offered to help her.

No wonder she knew what he liked, and every gift she gave was in line with his wishes.

Every month, she always finds time to come to Feng's house to accompany her for a while, occasionally talking to him, planting flowers and playing chess with him.

He also sighed how much he wished she was his granddaughter. When he thought that Jiang Se was cute and cute, and had a similar personality to Feng Nan back then, why didn't he think about it?

Pei Yi was so affectionate to Feng Nan at the beginning, he changed as soon as he said he would, and even later he showed no lies to Feng Nan, isn't this the biggest doubt? But he didn't think about it in a daze, not even the slightest doubt!

His granddaughter, the girl he brought up with his own hands, when standing in front of him, how could he not recognize her one day?

Feng Zhongliang thought of his rejection of Jiang Se, his indifference and alienation towards her, his rebuke to her, and his attitude of rejecting her thousands of miles away. She didn't know how uncomfortable it must be!

"master……"

His face turned pale in an instant, his hands and feet began to shake incessantly when he was excited, and the tears in his eyes were endless. Xiao Liu was startled by this appearance, and hurriedly called Wang Ma downstairs to call Dr. Zhao and ask the servants Bring up the medicine.

After taking the medicine, it was still difficult for him to calm down his excitement.

But maybe it was because of these days of investigation, he had already vaguely had such thoughts in his heart. When the matter was in front of him, Feng Zhongliang was agitated for a while, but there was nothing serious about it.

Just in case, Dr. Zhao still hooked up an IV for him.

He still held the notebook that Xiao Liu brought back from Shanghai in his arms, no matter how Dr. Zhao told him to let go of his hand to get the needle, he would not listen.

In the room, Xiao Liu was sitting on the side, a little puzzled, Feng Zhongliang held on to the notebook very firmly, he had a lot of emotional ups and downs tonight, and he didn't even take Dr. Zhao's advice to heart.

"Old man, I don't understand." Regarding Jiang Se, Feng Zhongliang's performance was always unexpected.

Xiao Liu had many doubts in his heart, but Feng Zhongliang didn't know how to tell him. He couldn't mention such a thing, even the closest Xiao Liu.

He stretched out his hand to caress the notebook, opened and closed the notebook, he had read every word in it, but he couldn't help but look at it again and again, he had already watched the video, but Feng Zhongliang still couldn't help but look at it again and again. Asked: "Is this word written by me?"

"Yes." Xiao Liu nodded, and Feng Zhongliang felt sore again. He pressed the notebook to the side of his face and was speechless for a long time.

He remembered that in the past two years, Jiang Se was by his side, and he was treated like an outsider by himself. If he wanted to go home, he had to go through Pei Yi's hands, and he didn't know how he felt.

Feng Zhongliang sighed, turned over, and thought about it carefully. The time when Jiang Se was close to him had actually revealed a lot of clues, but he was old and too stubborn, and he never thought in an unthinkable direction.

She didn't know how sad she should be when she was calling her grandfather, but she was treated as an outsider by herself.

He couldn't sleep, a bunch of things were crowded in his mind, even though he was sad for a long time, he was already tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He wanted to call Jiang Se immediately, but he was inexplicably timid, he lost his granddaughter, she found her way home, but he didn't recognize her anymore, even before that, he was always angry with 'her' , thinking that Feng Nan had changed.

In the past, when he was in a bad mood, he was furious at Jiang Se, but now he didn't know if his granddaughter was still angry with him.

But at this time in the imperial capital, not only Feng Zhongliang could not sleep, but also Du Changqun and his wife.

The weather in the imperial capital has been very hot recently. When the Du family sleeps, they always turn on the air conditioner, but tonight Zhou Hui feels that she can't sleep well. She always feels cold in her sleep and her neck is extremely sore. She probably has a stiff neck.

She felt uncomfortable in her throat and coughed twice. When she woke up, she found that the light in front of her was still on, but she was a little dizzy and couldn't see the scene in front of her clearly.

The sound of Du Changqun's breathing could still be heard, but for some reason, Zhou Hui felt hairy all over, and squeezed his eyelids hard, trying to make his mind clearer.

As soon as she moved, she realized that her body was a little out of control. She had turned on the air conditioner before going to bed last night, but at this moment she felt that she was dripping with sweat, soaking her clothes and sticking them firmly to her body, which was very uncomfortable. Comfortable.

Zhou Hui gritted her teeth, and wanted to reach out to shake Du Changqun who was sleeping soundly, but her arm didn't listen to her at all, as if someone had tied her up.

This cognition surprised her a little. She opened her eyelids, but she saw a figure sitting in front of her at a glance. The light was behind him. She had just woken up and couldn't see his appearance clearly, but she could vaguely recognize him as a man. men's.

Du Changqun was still sleeping next to her. Besides Du You, who was underage, where was the man in the family?

Cold sweat gushed out of Zhou Hui's back.

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