Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

This is obviously a family photo. There can be no other people who are qualified to stand beside him and Xiao Meng besides his father.

Zhuang Long asked Xiaomeng, "Why is there no father?"

Xiao Meng grabbed the photo and said coldly, "His photo was bitten by a mouse. I don't think it looks good, so I just cut it."

This explanation is made up at first.

Zhuang Long obviously didn't believe it, he raised his eyebrows, and didn't reveal Xiao Meng's lies.

He then went to see the second photo.

Seeing this photo, Zhuang Long was taken aback.

The person in the photo is still him, but it is not him as a child, but as an adult. He was wearing a decent fit suit, standing on a podium, holding a trophy in his hand. Zhuang Long clearly remembered that this was the day he won the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Who took this picture?

Who sent it to Xiao Meng again?

Zhuang Long stared at the glamorous and confident young man in the photo. He couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked Xiao Meng, "Who sent this to you?"

Xiao Meng hesitated, then said, "Someone you don't know."

Zhuang Long suddenly smiled, and he said, "I guess it's Marvin, right?" He felt that Marvin knew the existence of Xiaomeng.

But seeing Xiao Meng shook his head.

Zhuang Long would guess Marvin, he would guess that Marvin knew his childhood experience. Also, a rich person like Marvin would certainly not adopt a child of unknown origin as an adopted child. He must have done an investigation before adopting Zhuang Long.

Xiaomeng told me the truth, "Marvin has never sent anything, he just calls occasionally and tells me how good you are."

Zhuang Long was a little surprised.

It turned out not to be him.

Who is it then?

Zhuang Long laughed sarcastically, and said, "Marvin doesn't even come to see me himself, how does he know if I'm good?"

Xiao Meng is not clear about Zhuang Long's life over the years, only that his son is very talented and has made contributions to mankind. She didn't know what to say, so she was silent and kept silent.

Zhuang Long shook the photo in his hand, frowned, wondering in his heart, besides Marvin, who else knew his past? Who on earth sent this photo to Xiaomeng?

When I look at Xiaomeng's expression, I know that this woman seems to be gentle and easy to talk, but what she doesn't want to tell you is that she won't tell you. It's no use opening her mouth and smashing her teeth. Zhuang Long felt a little irritable for no reason.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then forget it."

He got up to leave.

Xiao Meng was a little flustered.

She knew her concealment made Zhuang Long unhappy. She suddenly grabbed Zhuang Long. Zhuang Long could have thrown away this hand, but he couldn't bear it. He didn't look back, he heard Xiao Meng coaxing himself softly, "Little treasure, don't be angry, okay."

Zhuang Long said, "Then tell me who that person is."

Xiao Meng hesitated, and finally let go of Zhuang Long's hand.

Zhuang Long was even more angry, and walked away.

Xiao Meng was a little dazed, and was cautious about doing wrong things. Zhuang Qilin saw it, and walked over, pulling Xiaomeng to sit on the small sofa in the room. "Don't be afraid, grandma, dad's face changes very quickly, and he won't be angry for a while."

Xiao Meng was not comforted.

Zhuang Qilin thought she didn't believe it, so he said, "Really! He is really cold outside and hot inside, so he is very coaxing! Otherwise, if you cook dinner for Dad tonight, he will definitely forgive you."

Xiao Meng's eyes lit up.

"Does it really work?"

"Okay."

Zhuang Qilin was talking nonsense with his eyes open. He just thought that his father actually cares about grandma, and it must be only temporary to be angry with him. After a few hours, it will be all right.

Zhuang Long has been very nervous these days, and he hasn't rested well.

He wasn't very angry. After leaving Xiaomeng's room, he went back to his room to sleep. When he woke up, it was getting dark, Zhuang Long stared at the dim sky outside the window, and couldn't tell whether it was dawn or it was dark.

He lay down on the bed for a while before he found the phone. When he saw that it was 6 o'clock in the afternoon, he knew it was getting dark.

It's strange, it's already past six o'clock, why hasn't the manager come to tell him to eat?

Zhuang Long was a little confused. He casually washed his face with cold water and ran downstairs, only to find that the cooks were all standing outside the kitchen. "What's wrong? What's wrong?" At this time, the meal has not been prepared, and a group of people are standing outside the kitchen door in no hurry. What is this going to do?

As soon as Zhuang Long finished his question, he heard Xiao Meng's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Xiaobao is hungry, wait a while, mother's food will be ready."

Zhuang Long was surprised.

He walked into the kitchen and saw Xiao Meng who was wearing an apron, and Zhuang Qilin who was making trouble by her side.

"Are you cooking?" Zhuang Long was a little surprised.

Xiao Meng nodded and felt embarrassed to see Zhuang Long looking at the prepared dishes. She was rarely shy, lowered her head, and defended herself softly, "I haven't cooked for too many years. It's very rusty, and she doesn't look pretty."

"But don't worry, the taste is okay. Those who failed have been dumped by me." The dishes on the Liuli table now are the most picked out by Xiao Meng after repeated cooking several times. A delicious one. Zhuang Long understood what Xiao Meng meant, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but found that his throat was very dry.

No wonder it's almost seven o'clock, and supper is not ready yet.

After a short silence, Xiao Meng heard Zhuang Long hum gently.

He left the kitchen, met the chief executive, and asked him, "When does the old lady start cooking?"

The Chief Executive seemed to be a little moved. He was silent before saying, "It will start at 3:30."

Zhuang Long felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhuang Qilin made a mess in the kitchen for a while, and found it boring. He took off his apron, ran out of the kitchen, and saw Zhuang Long in the back garden outside the restaurant. He sat with his back to Zhuang Qilin, looking sad from behind.

Zhuang Qilin walked over gently, walked in front of Zhuang Long, and found that his father was wandering.

Zhuang Qilin stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhuang Long, and finally caught this person's attention.

"Don't help your grandma cooking?" Zhuang Long seemed to have just finished a long journey, saying that he was a little tired.

Zhuang Qilin said, "I'm doing a disservice, or it's better to come out." He sat down in a side position and saw that Zhuang Long seemed tired, so he asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Zhuang Long said, "I was thinking about my childhood."

"How were you when you were a kid?"

Zhuang Long thought for a while before saying, "I don't remember."

Zhuang Qilin let out a cry. Zhuang Qilin suddenly said, "It feels like a mother, isn't it great?"

Zhuang Long glanced at him, but did not respond.

This was a pit, and Zhuang Long dared to nod his head, just jumping into this pit.