The Du family’s private residence is a quiet Red Building villa on Fenglin Road in Shanghai. Compared with nearby buildings, it is very inconspicuous, but indeed, a two-story building and a small garden are hidden in a large area of ​​French sycamore, where the mysterious tycoon Du Yunlong lives.

When the security guard at Xiaolou saw Maserati coming, he was already standing solemnly and shouted "Hello Miss". Du Bingchan parked the car in the garage, held my right hand and walked towards Xiaolou. My left hand was carrying the Cuban native cigars and a few song discs that Du Bingchan bought in advance.

An aunt came out and said hello to Du Bingchan, bowed to me, and then heard her say, "Miss, Mr. Du and Mrs. Du have been waiting for you for a while."

Du Bingchan nodded and said, "Ma Zhao, I said this in the afternoon. Have you prepared an extra set of tableware?"

"Of course, how could I forget what the lady told me?" Zhao Ma smiled and immediately led Du Bingchan and me into the building.

The decorations in the hall of the small building are naturally not as magnificent as the Ye family, but they also have a quaint smell. They are decorated with calligraphy and paintings everywhere. Most of them are extraordinary. They are collected by famous masters who have accumulated for many years. I stayed under a short copybook of Mi Fu's calligraphy and sketches for a long time. This calligraphy must be authentic, and the price is probably no less than tens of millions of yuan today. Looking at the corner of the hall, there is still a corner of the bookstore, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone, all of which are all treasures. It can be seen that the owner's mind is indifferent, elegant, and buried in calligraphy and painting. Then, there are many seals of calligraphy and paintings signed by "Danlou Layman's Water and Fire", which should be the master's own works.

"Water and fire are born?" I chanted, but it was quite strange. Who would have given such a name? But after a moment of thinking, water and fire are just for mutual restraint, so how can it be born? The master added a piece of the five elements to the word "three elements" to create a riddle. The five elements are "intertextual", that is, water is born and fire is born. In this way, it becomes quite clear. The five elements produce wood, and fire is born. Therefore, the "water and fire" here is the word "wood and earth". Wood and earth are added to earth, which means "Du". When it is broken down here, I blurted out: "Danlou Jushi Du".

"What a 'Danlou lay Buddhist Du'!" He heard a clapping sound not far away. I looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man in Tang suit and slender figure walking over. His cheekbones were slightly convex, his edges were clear, his skin was fair, and he had a not-deep eight-character beard. His whole body was full of a pure and elegant temperament. This demeanor was warm and elegant. He was not a village man's character, nor was he a look of ordinary people. The closer he was to me, the taller he was in my eyes. It was not until I was a short distance from me that I realized that this person was so kind.

For relatives, friends and their families, people in the Xuanmen will not look at their faces and the Tianting Shishishi, but only avoid suspicion for their relatives and avoid trouble. I already know that judging from this person's demeanor, he must be Du Bingchan's adoptive father, founder and chairman of Huaxia Group - the super rich man Du Yunlong.

He was Du Bingchan's close relative. I glanced at his face and moved away.

"If you can see this meaning, you will understand a 'Du'. It can be seen that young people have a great understanding!" The middle-aged man stared at me, "Dare you ask for your honorary name?"

I knew he was Du Yunlong, so I quickly laughed and said, "I am just a young scholar who has been studying for several years. How can I enjoy the 'respecting name'? Mr. Du, please call me 'Fang Yin'."

"Dad, what I told you yesterday is Fang Yin." Du Bingchan responded next to him, "He is a business customer of the group. We have known each other for a while."

I was stunned. This little girl actually called me a "business customer"? When I was surprised, I looked at her and saw a beautiful and elegant middle-aged woman in her hand:

Bright eyes, white teeth, white eyebrows, red lips. Bright eyes, white teeth, born with a noble face; white eyebrows, red lips, comes from a Bodhisattva heart. She is beautiful, beautiful and wise, rich in spring, noble in Qiongfang. With Wang Xifeng's plan, she is not as fierce as her; She is chivalrous as a woman, but not as arrogant as a woman. The king's mother of the Heavenly Palace stands on the Yaochi, and Wenjun is flying on the ground. It's really, a kind man has a kind heart, and the flowing clouds rise in the Danyuan, and she looks like a hero among women and a kind mother in a man!

The middle-aged woman stared at me with her eyes fixedly, as if she had entered a state of meditation.

At that time, I also sighed at her kind face and familiarity. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, under the clear sky, the grass was over, and the loving mother held the child, strolling among the water and clouds. Uncle Shui Hanyue pulled me on the grassland, rode my master's neck, and climbed to the top of the Rocky Mountains. Those glorious years actually showed love. If, as an orphan, I have never had the appearance of my parents, but the image of my mother who occasionally entered my dreams was also a portrayal of the Madam Du in front of me? Only at this moment, under my chest and lungs, the qi and blood were surging and uneven. Why did I see Du Yunlong, especially the Madam Du in front of me, I felt so worried about the flying flowers?

When Du Bingchan and Du Yunlong saw that I seemed to be old friends for a long time, they were exploring and recalling it, but they were very inexplicable, but Du Bingchan said, "Mom, I said that you look really similar. Let Dad talk to you."

But Mrs. Du's eyes were a little red. After a long time, she sighed softly and smiled awkwardly: "I'm a little out of control, Fang Yin, right? Come and sit down." Then she shouted outside: "Ma Zhao, make tea!"

I thanked me and sat down on the rattan sofa next to the tea table in the bookstore. But inadvertently, I found that Mrs. Du turned her head and wiped her eyes. After a while, Mom Zhao looked at the tea for the four of me one by one. The fragrance of the clear tea was refreshing.

"I said, Dad, Mommy, and Fang Yin, what's wrong with you?" Du Bingchan faintly read the stagnant breath in time and space, and looked at the three of me, "Why did you all say nothing when you first meet? Haha? Could it be that you met before?"

"Of course I don't know you, we have never seen you." Mrs. Du cleaned up and said, "There are so many people in the world who look similar. Anyone can always find someone who looks similar. This book is ordinary. So, Fang Yin, how old are you?"

Mrs. Du picked up the tea, but did not drink it, stared at me, waiting for my answer.

"25 years old." I sipped the tea and looked at them, and felt that they seemed to care about me very much, especially Mrs. Du, who kept looking at me all over, as if she wanted to see through me.

"So, when is your birthday, month and day?" Mrs. Du's teacup had already reached my mouth. After hearing my answer, she put it back.

"I looked at the two of them calmly in the year of Gengshen, Guiwei, Guichou, and Dingsi."

"Ah..." Mrs. Du was shocked in an instant. Her hands trembled, and tea splashed all over the ground. Her face had already changed drastically. Her eyes were rounded and she stared at me motionlessly.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Du Bingchan looked extremely abnormal when she saw Mrs. Du.

"Alan..." Du Yunlong's face was gloomy, "We should go to have a meal. Ma Zhao is ready, let's go." He patted my shoulder again, "You are Chan'er's friend. It's the first time we met. Young people are terrifying in their studies. They are talented. Let's go, let's have a meal first."

"Slow!" Mrs. Du's eyes became redder, "Yunlong, for so many years, you have never let me mention it, and always want me to forget. Forget it, forget it again, can I forget it? I am a woman, and I am also a mother! I really can't control myself, and I can't suppress myself from thinking about it. Don't recall, I have lived a very painful life in the past twenty-five years, and I missed my son so much..." Speaking of this, Mrs. Du's eyes were wet with tears and turned to me again. "Fang Yin, you are really good, good... You are so happy that I missed some past events. When I first saw you, I had a natural intuition that was born unstoppable and avoidable. This must be from the intuition of a woman's mother. You are the same age as me, our previous son, and the same date of birth!"

"Mom!" Du Bingchan had already changed color with rouge, "You, didn't you say, you can't have children? You used to have a son?"

"Guo Lan!" Du Yunlong stood up with an angry face, "What's going on with you today?! There are guests at home. How do you want me to give birth to a stage like this? Chan'er, help your mother to have a meal!"

At that time, I was already confused, and things were different, beyond my imagination.

"Ding Qiannade..." Mrs. Du looked at me foolishly and recited the word without regard to Du Yunlong's shout.

In an instant, my chest was filled with courage and blurted out: "Tianyuan protects life..."

I quickly stroked my chest, and I was still wearing that thing.

"Bang!"

The teacup in Madam Du's hand fell to the ground and was shattered, but she saw her body staggering, and it seemed like black in front of her, and the person fell to me, "Son, Tong'er..." but she fainted.

I stepped forward and supported Mrs. Du. Seeing that her mother fainted in my arms, Du Bingchan shouted, "Mom" and rushed over.

Du Yunlong was trembling on the side, his eyes were bloody, and he shouted at Du Bingchan: "Chan'er, where did you make friends with Fang Yin? Hurry up and send him away! My Du family can't accommodate this person, hurry up!" After that, he turned to the side without looking at me again.

Du Bingchan was stunned in place, and had already been inexplicably concerned, her eyes circling between me and Du Yunlong.

"No, no, no, Yunlong, we have to pay back all the evil we have done..." Mrs. Du woke up for a moment, grabbed my hands tightly, and her eyes never moved away from my face, as if she was afraid that I would disappear, "Yunlong, this is our son! You can't lie to yourself, we can't lie to yourself anymore, I can't do it, you can't do it!"

"No, no!" Du Yunlong covered his face with his hands, "No, no, impossible, impossible... Chan'er, don't send guests away? Don't you listen to your father?"

Mrs. Du completely ignored her husband's scolding and still held my hand tightly: "Where are you putting that jade pendant?"

I immediately lifted my shirt and hung it around my neck, a purple jade pendant that was more than one inch square, and I took it down: "This is it."

Mrs. Du trembled in an instant, took it tremblingly, swayed in the air, and cried to Du Yunlong: "Yunlong, look, what is this? Turn around and see, how long can you endure it again? Our Tonger is not dead and is still alive! Why don't you recognize each other!" After that, she hugged me in her arms and trembled all over, "Tonger, you are our Tonger, our biological son. It's 25 years since my mother finally saw you again... This jade pendant is the words engraved by your grandfather himself, 'Ding Qiannade, Tianyuan protects life', is the words in your grandfather's article, this is your protective jade pendant..." After Mrs. Du said that, holding my face with both hands, looking at it, her body twitched again, and she staggered and fell into my arms again.

I hugged her tightly, feeling my chest was inconsistent, and the stars were rising in front of me, and my mind was blank.

She is really my biological mother? Du Yunlong is really my biological father?

The world is vast and the sea of ​​people is vast. I am just hiding all over the world. In my 25 years of life, except for my master and uncle, I am alone and wandering around the world. How could I ever imagine that I would meet my biological parents at this time and here? Thousands of feet of world, thousands of feet of clouds, loving and hatred, and relatives, and I have never felt a grudge. But at this time, the heavens and human feelings are like arrows, meteors, flowers scattered in the nine heavens, and the complexities are coming. I, a prodigal son of the Xuanmen, seem to be unable to move his body and travel freely. What kind of fortune is this? What a ridiculous fate and life?

The master told me that he picked me up when he passed by a mountain pass 23 years ago. At that time, I was only two years old and was fed by a group of wild wolves. The one that could prove my identity was the jade pendant hanging on my neck, which read "Ding Gan Nade, Tianyuan protects life" and my birth date.

Under the care and support of my master and uncle, I gradually grew up and never had the impression and memory of "parents". The only thing that accompanies me was those 23 years of hard study and lonely practice. Every day and night, in the years without parents, I composed my colorful and unique years.

Do I have biological parents? Do I need biological parents? If I really grew up next to my biological parents, what kind of person am I like now?

Only at this moment, I woke up: I don’t need my parents, and they don’t need my support. If I have parents, I will only make my parents and myself restless. This is the fate of a person who has entered the mysterious gate, unless I can find my own dragon vein.

I support my mother - she must be my biological mother, and she must be the person in this world who misses me the most, cares about me the most, and loves me the most. However, I never know her misery, and she is crying. I only know that a cruel life is just like the lights in this hall. Sometimes, fate is gone, and fate is empty. Perhaps, this trace of fate that can only be seen once will be engraved in the wind and rain journey of many years in the future, but after all, I know that it is time to see again. I hug my mother a little with my arms, maybe it is the last time I hug each other tightly. My eyes were very dry. I looked up and sighed, looked at my father Du Yunlong, and then looked at Du Bingchan who was sobbing. I knew what she wanted to say, but at this moment, thousands of words were just illusions and flying flowers.

"Fang Yin shouldn't have appeared here, but life is so unpredictable. Bingchan, please accompany them well. They are your parents... If you are destined to be, I might be able to give you the gift of calling 'Dad' and 'Mom', but I'm afraid I can't wait, and I'm afraid they can't wait." Speaking of this, I picked up my fainting mother and leaned gently on the sofa, "I'll say goodbye, everyone, take care of me!"

"Fang Yin!" Du Bingchan shouted behind her back, but I walked quickly like the wind. It was not until I walked out of the Du family's gate and got into the taxi that I felt a teardrop that slashed my cheek.
Chapter completed!