klisemfg Chapter 508 Lei'er and Zhenhai are my family
Chapter 508 Lei'er and Zhenhai are my family
Chapter 508 Lei'er and Zhenhai are my family
In the cozy and bright living room of the Goldsmith Bay Villa, warm yellow light pours down, illuminating the entire space with exceptional softness, giving people the illusion of a peaceful and tranquil life.
However, beneath this calm appearance, there are many unknown undercurrents.
After going through countless hardships, the family of three, mother and her two children, finally had their long-awaited first reunion.
Song Lan's return to visit her mother was like a key that quietly opened the door to the old times deep in the old lady's memory.
When the topic mentioned her eldest grandson, the old lady's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the once high-spirited Song Ziheng.
Scenes from the past came flooding back to his mind like a tide. At that time, Song Ziheng was a handsome man who inherited Song Shijie's business acumen. He was very smart in dealing with people and was always able to make people around him happy.
He often went to Sanya to visit her with great enthusiasm every once in a while. As soon as he saw the old lady, he couldn't wait to share all kinds of interesting things at school and home.
That mouth that seemed to be filled with honey and its funny and eloquent appearance always made the old lady laugh heartily. The laughter echoed in every corner of the room and became the warmest memory of that time.
I heard Lan'er say: "There's nothing wrong with being sick. At least mom still has a big grandson.
So what if they are healthy? They can’t reach it from my side either! Mom, that’s the reason, right? "
After saying this, Song Lan's expression seemed careless, but he was deliberately looking at Song Shijie, letting him taste the various flavors in his words.
There was a subtle sharpness hidden in his eyes, as if he was deliberately throwing a sharp pestle at Song Shijie.
The purpose is to let him also experience the heart-wrenching pain of losing his son.
The old lady's face, which was originally kind and gentle and always smiling, was suddenly covered by a layer of dark shadow and shrouded in a layer of haze the moment she heard these words.
Her eyes were filled with helpless sadness and endless sorrow, and her deep wrinkles seemed to hide the vicissitudes of life.
She moved slowly and sighed softly. The sigh was heavy and long, as if it carried countless vicissitudes and sorrows, and every breath was filled with unspeakable pain.
"Lan'er, you don't know yet?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, tears burst out uncontrollably again and slid down her wrinkled cheeks.
Drop by drop, it fell heavily on the back of her bony hand covered with blue veins and wrinkles.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she seemed to have a thousand words to say, but they were choked in her throat by an invisible force and she couldn't say them at all.
She looked as if she was hiding a secret heavy enough to crush her, and as if her heart was being clenched by the pain of the past like a sharp blade. She was immersed in agony and could not calm down for a while.
Song Lan asked knowingly, but still pretended to be concerned. She stood up gracefully and sat down next to the old lady.
He stretched out his arm and gently held her shoulders, letting the old lady slowly move closer to his arms, with just the right amount of concern on his face.
She scolded him, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't cry! It's very painful for your daughter to see you cry!"
Song Shijie's eyes moistened instantly when he saw this scene. He said with a choked voice, "Xiao Lan, don't say anything. Mom knows everything!"
Song Lan pretended to be surprised, a trace of panic flashed across her face, and she hurriedly apologized in a pretentious manner: "I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't mean to expose your scars."
The old lady shook her head gently, raised her hand which was full of traces of time, patted her daughter's hand, and said in a hoarse and sad voice:
"Lan'er, Mom is probably an unlucky person. The greatest sorrow in life is to see a loved one die. This kind of thing has happened to Mom."
Song Lan gently stroked the old lady's shoulders and comforted her, "Mom, this is not your fault, blame Jiang Chengyu.
If he hadn't acted so arrogantly and recklessly right from the start, causing unrest in the company, how could Ziheng have fled abroad?
I suffered a lot in Paris and traveled around because he had a lot of power but didn’t know how to run a business, so he missed a lot of good business opportunities.”
After hearing this, Song Shijie quickly waved his hands and corrected him seriously, "How could it be? Professor Qi Jian praised Jiang Chengyu highly!
If Jiang Chengyu and Hoffman had not maneuvered skillfully and renewed the contract with full sincerity, our vital scientific research chip technology might have been snatched away by others.
This chip technology was cleverly conceived by Jiang Chengyu and Professor Qi Jian during a chance exchange.
Inspired by Jiang Chengyu's wonderful idea, Professor Qi Jian made a breakthrough in advanced photolithography technology and performed circuit etching with nanometer-level precision, which greatly improved the chip's integration and made its performance more outstanding.
Moreover, the quantum tunneling effect is used to optimize the electronic transmission performance of the chip, reducing energy consumption while increasing computing speed. These technologies are the result of the hard work of Jiang Chengyu and his team. "
When Song Lan heard this, her heart tightened and she almost revealed her flaws. She said angrily, "Brother, I'm your biological sister, don't you believe what I say?
The truth is that I found General Copley and learned that they were in urgent need of chips with excellent performance and long battery life for their scientific research experiments.
At that time, our company's project in Paris had been interrupted, and we were also facing the risk and crisis of burden of liquidated damages.
I successfully resolved the crisis through General Copley's network of contacts. In order to achieve cooperation, I personally participated in the core part of General Copley's scientific research.
The chip I helped them import uses a new architecture and multi-dimensional vector computing technology.
It has superb data processing capabilities and uses new energy capture and storage technology, which perfectly meets their core needs.
With these, I reached an agreement with them, revitalized the project, and gained support, which gave me the opportunity to return to China and to have the bargaining chips to rescue Zhenhai and Leier from prison."
Song Shijie suddenly recalled several recent news stories, and without thinking, he asked, "So, you are returning to China with General Copley this time?"
When Song Lan heard this, his hands froze, and he looked straight at his brother in disbelief.
Song Shijie then asked, "A few days ago, the news reported that the case of Nie Zhenhai and Nie Lei was re-investigated. This was all done by General Copley, right? This time you returned to China mainly to rescue Nie Zhenhai and Nie Lei, right?"
Song Lan secretly marveled that her brother was indeed an old fox in the business world and his thinking was still so quick.
But he guessed wrong about one thing. His real purpose was not only to rescue his family from prison, but also to take the lives of Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji and avenge his son.
Song Lan did not avoid Song Shijie's question and said bluntly: "Hey! A married girl is like spilled water.
Lei'er and Zhenhai are my family. Only with them can I have a complete family. "
"So, the father and son have come out?" Song Shijie asked with surprise.
"Yes, but Zhenhai is not able to move around freely in Kuncheng, so he can't come to visit his mother." Song Lan explained lightly.
"I understand, I understand. No matter what, it's good to get out. Prison is really not a good place." Song Shijie sighed.
Song Lan smiled, but with a look of vicissitudes, and snorted, "What a trick of fate!
The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members no longer recognized each other and fought each other. It was so lively! "
Song Lan's return is like a mystery to this family, and it is hard to tell whether it is a joy or a sorrow.
That night, the family seemed peaceful, but in fact, there was an undercurrent. When Song Lan was talking to her mother, the oppressive atmosphere was like an invisible net that enveloped everyone.
A sad mood spread in the air. Every word and every look seemed to carry a heavy secret.
All of this was captured by the sensitive Song Shijie, and also laid the groundwork for his uneasy night.
It was late at night and everything was quiet. Song Shijie lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally fell into a drowsy sleep, but this dream became the source of his nightmare.
In the dream, Song Shijie stepped into Song Lan's studio, as if he had accidentally entered a mysterious other world.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of chemicals, like an invisible hand tightly strangling his throat.
In the studio, all kinds of strange-looking, unnamed instruments and equipment were placed in a mess, and the cold metal shells were shining with a cold light.
It's like a mysterious totem left over from ancient times, exuding an unknown and dangerous aura. The flashing indicator lights are like a pair of strange eyes, blinking in the dark, making people shudder.
Song Lan was dressed in a white coat, like a ghost in the dark night. The mask covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of deep and unfathomable eyes, which seemed to hide endless secrets and conspiracies.
She stood in front of the laboratory table, fiddling with the test tubes with full concentration. The various reagents she mixed emitted eerie light, as if they were whispering the prelude to death.
After a while, Song Lan prepared a tube of injection. A sly smile appeared on her face, which looked particularly eerie in this dim studio.
She took the injection and walked into a room. Curious and scared, Song Shijie followed her carefully.
In the room, Jiang Chengyu lay quietly on the bed, defenseless. Song Lan approached the bed and skillfully injected the injection slowly into Jiang Chengyu's stomach along his esophagus.
Time seemed to freeze, and after a moment, Jiang Chengyu's body began to react.
He first twitched slightly, then blood began to flow from all his orifices, and he began to struggle in pain.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji walked into the room hurriedly on crutches. Seeing Jiang Chengyu's miserable condition, his face was full of anxiety.
He hurriedly pushed Song Lan away, rushed to Jiang Chengyu's bed, and shouted loudly: "Little monster..." His voice was full of fear and despair.
Song Lan looked at everything in front of him. Instead of being panicked, he laughed heartily.
Her laughter echoed in the room, making people shudder. After she finished laughing, she suddenly pulled the esophagus out of Jiang Chengyu's nose, quickly wrapped it around Mu Xiaoji's neck, and then strangled it hard.
Mu Xiaoji waved his hands in the air, trying to break free, but it was all in vain.
His face quickly turned blue, and his breathing became increasingly difficult. He could only struggle feebly.
Song Shijie was stunned as he watched from the side. He was so nervous that he tightly grasped the quilt with both hands, and his nails almost dug into his palms.
He wanted to rush forward to stop it, but found himself as if frozen in place, unable to move.
He could only shout loudly: "Chenxi..." The voice sounded particularly shrill in the empty room.
Suddenly, Song Shijie woke up from his dream. He was sweating profusely, his chest heaving violently, and he was gasping for breath.
The room was pitch black, with only a faint moonlight coming in from the window, allowing him to barely make out the outlines of his surroundings.
He looked around and realized that everything that had just happened was just a dream, but the horrible scene was still vivid in his mind, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.