MTL - Dear Mr. Lu-Chapter 49

In the end, Luo Wencheng got an apology from Han Ying, Zhao Jianping, and Zhang Dong in court, and got a certain amount of financial compensation. He seemed to have finally settled a knot in his heart, and he relaxed.

It has been less than half a year since I was reborn in late autumn last year, and now at the end of March, the things that were originally scheduled to be completed within a year have all ended in this way, and it is so easy.

All he needs to do is play tricks and pretend to be pitiful, and he doesn't even need to do anything at all, everything will come to a successful conclusion according to his wishes.

Seeing Luo Wenjun's vicious gaze when he was escorted down, he gave him a slight smile, and turned to look at Lu Chong beside him.

Lu Chong didn't look at Luo Wenjun at all, but said to Luo Wencheng, "Go back."

Luo Wencheng was filled with emotions for a moment.

In the previous life, Lu Chong stood behind Luo Wenjun, so Luo Wenjun became a winner in life, and he ended up miserable.

But in this life, I have obtained Lu Chong's trust and help first, and the ending of myself and Luo Wenjun has completely changed.

Before he met Lu Chong, he always thought that Lu Chong and Luo Wenjun had such a relationship in the previous life, but after getting to know this man, he felt that the reason why Luo Wenjun was able to get him as a backer in the previous life was probably because he was the same as himself. It's a bitter trick.

He can pretend to be pitiful and weak, so naturally Luo Wenjun can. As long as he has Lu Chong's trust and favor, and a general understanding of this person's character, it is not difficult to attack this man step by step.

As for the process of Luo Wenjun's dealing with him, whether he had taken action in the same way that Lu Chong helped him deal with Luo Wenjun today, or whether it was just Luo Wenjun pretending to be a tiger, Luo Wencheng didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it.

He believed it was the latter, but it was impossible for him to go back to his previous life to find out the truth, let alone catch Luo Wenjun or Lu Chong and ask him clearly.

He only knew that this time, the Lu Chong he met first, the Lu Chong he captured first, this person was kind to him in every possible way, and gave him protection and care that no one else in this world could give him.

After walking out of the court, Han Ying chased after him: "Mr. Lu." She called out, and said with some fear of the journey, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Chong: "No need."

Han Ying looked at Luo Wencheng with complicated eyes again: "Wen Cheng, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Luo Wencheng was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

The two walked aside, and Han Ying whispered, "I'm really sorry for those three years."

Luo Wencheng said: "Actually, you don't have to apologize to me. I am indeed partially responsible for this matter, and the three years in prison are not completely wronged."

Han Ying met his calm and indifferent eyes, and couldn't help saying, "You... have really changed a lot."

"After so much, I will grow up." Luo Wencheng's eyes fell on her broken leg, "I actually need to apologize to you for this matter."

Han Ying followed his line of sight and smiled wryly: "It has nothing to do with you. After I was hit, probably Luo Wenjun felt dissatisfied and tampered with my potion."

The situation at that time was really critical, Luo Wenjun took her potion, probably with the intention of killing her.

Once she died, Luo Wencheng's sentence would be much heavier, even under the one-sided public opinion at that time, it would basically be the death penalty, and Luo Wenjun would have a better life in the Luo family because he lost his only relative.

But she was fatal, and in the end she was only infected with necrosis and lost a leg, but her life was saved.

"It's ridiculous. I regard him as my own brother, but he wants my life. Maybe this is retribution."

"retribution?"

Han Ying took a deep breath: "There is one thing, I promised my mother never to say it, even to Luo Wenjun, I didn't reveal a word."

Luo Wencheng frowned slightly, he had a premonition that behind this story, he had something to do with it.

Han Ying continued: "My youngest uncle had a malignant tumor in his stomach when he was a teenager, but if he had had an operation at that time, he would have had a chance to survive, but my grandparents were very poor at the time, and the son at home had already died. A lot, so they choose to forego treatment.

But my little uncle knew about it somehow, he wanted to live, he fought with his grandparents, but it was useless, the family couldn’t afford the money, so he decided to earn it himself.

But he only graduated from elementary school, what can he do? He finally decided to take the risk. "Han Ying paused, "He joined a gang of people/peddlers. "

Luo Wencheng's pupils trembled slightly.

"He stared at the hospital in the countryside for many days. There were a few pregnant women in it, and they had almost figured out what their origins were, but he didn't dare to do it until a few people came that day. He's a big fan, very rich, and he's running the hospital all over the place, making it very chaotic, so my little uncle got so upset and took the opportunity to do it."

"The baby he stole was the child of the mother who came later, and it was Luo Wenjun.

But the little uncle regretted stealing the baby. He was only a teenager, and he was very scared. He took the baby back to the widowed elder sister, who is my mother, and he hesitated and refused to say the origin of the baby. Later, I was forced to tell the whole story.

My mother was also very scared, because the baby was obviously a child of a rich family, but after inquiring, the rich man with great style did not lose his child, and left the hospital very early, but a couple from other places lost their child. child. "

Han Ying smiled wryly, not daring to look Luo Wencheng in the eyes: "My mother and uncle thought at the time that my uncle just stole the child from that couple. , They will not be taken seriously even if they report the crime, and they have crossed more than half of the city, they can't find it at all..."

"Haven't you ever thought of turning yourself in?" Luo Wencheng said suddenly, "Even if you secretly return the child."

He slowly raised his eyes, the sockets of which were already slightly red.

He thought he would be indifferent when he heard such a story.

In his previous life, he tried his best to inquire and investigate, but only found sporadic clues. He didn't know who his parents were, but only knew that his mother died of illness and his father left.

He also grew up with a father, a mother, and an elder brother since he was a child, although the father's favor was to support him, although the mother always abused and abused him behind the scenes, even though the elder brother was also a piece of trash. But these family roles, he has had in his life.

He didn't have much self-awareness as an orphan.

After death and rebirth, he took these things lightly, and didn't even intend to find his father. Back then when he beat Luo Wenjun with a sap and complained that He Mei had ruined his life, it was actually more out of hatred for the Luo family.

However, at this moment, when he heard Han Ying say, "One has no money, two has no contacts, and the report will not be taken seriously", his heart actually hurt a bit.

For the first time, I have such a clear understanding: the couple who lost their child more than 20 years ago, panicked and had nowhere to turn for help, are his biological parents!

"Do you know that your uncle stole Luo Wenjun, and Luo Wenjun's biological mother stole me. My... my parents lost their child and went crazy. My biological mother ran around after giving birth, and was in a hurry I'm afraid, I fell ill, and I will go soon!"

At the end of Luo Wencheng's speech, he felt a faint pain on his skin. He was so panic-stricken that he died of illness. His mother must have been very helpless at the time, right?

At the last moment before she died, was she still thinking about her child?

"Even if, even if you return Luo Wenjun, if they find the child, they will naturally stop looking for it, and she probably won't die."

Han Ying's eyes were also red, and she choked up and said, "We dare not turn ourselves in, and we dare not return the child."

"why?"

"My little uncle joined that organization. As a newcomer, he didn't give his personal information too clearly. He lied to people that he was an orphan. Those people probably didn't check it out. He quit and ran away because he didn't have any contact with him. Those people may not bother to pursue any secrets, but if other things are involved, what should those people do if they come to the door?"

Han Ying looked at Luo Wencheng with tears in her eyes: "Uncle has few days left to live, my mother takes me to live alone, grandparents are old, we dare not take risks."

Luo Wencheng was stunned, and laughed a little funny after a while.

So this matter, because the Luo family didn't look for the child, because the one who stole the child didn't dare to speak up, and the child didn't make a move, so it was suppressed. The only two couples who were looking for the child couldn't make waves at all, and one of them died soon. .

It wasn't until seventeen years later that the head of the Luo family, the richest man in Haining, found out that his youngest son's blood type did not match his own, so he revealed the matter again.

Luo Wencheng took a step back, leaning against the wall a little weakly.

Han Ying took out a folded piece of paper from her bag: "My little uncle was terrified day and night, and his conscience was very condemned. His condition deteriorated very badly, and he passed away in less than a month. Before he died, he left this It records some information about those women who gave birth in the hospital back then."

Luo Wencheng's eyelids trembled as he looked at the piece of paper.

"You, if you want to find your father, this may help you."

Luo Wencheng looked at the paper and didn't move it for a long time.

"Bring it now, what's the use..." His voice was so low that he could hardly hear him, did he go find someone?

Find someone, father and son recognize each other and cry, and then half a year later let the old man send the white-haired man to the black-haired man?

Fate is really ridiculous. When he wanted to find it, he couldn't find it. He had already let go of it, and was already doing the construction of his heart to face death calmly, but another concern popped up.

But he finally took the paper.

A thin piece of paper is so heavy that it can crush your wrist.

He didn't know when Han Ying left.

He didn't know when Lu Chong came.

When he saw Lu Chong looking at him with concern and worry, and asked him what was wrong in a gentle tone.

He felt that the piece of paper in his hand turned into a stone again, smashing straight into the bottom of his heart.

His calm state of mind, which had been pretending to be so long, was smashed into a mess.

"Sir..." He looked at Lu Chong's handsome and concerned face, the warm and worried light in his eyes, leaned towards Lu Chong helplessly, leaned on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Sir, what should I do?" ?”

But Lu Chong heard it.

He also heard the helplessness, panic, and bewilderment in his voice.

His heart hurt slightly, he raised his hand to gently wrap his shoulders around his, touched his head, and slowly comforted him in a soft voice: "What's the matter? What did Han Ying tell you? Tell me, I'll solve it .”

No, you can't solve it.

Why are you being so nice to me?

So good that I feel more and more reluctant.

"gentlemen…"

"Ok?"

"Why do people have to care?"

This is obviously the most cunning thing in the world, trying every means to hold you, hang you, stir your heart, make you tangled, hesitant, afraid to pick it up, and reluctant to let it go.