Chapter 72 Pretending to be a ghost

"Ah." Cheng Wen'an hung up the phone again without taking it seriously.

"No matter what, Aunt Jiang Jing has a certain legal relationship with me." He said calmly, "Besides, she seems to have a big opinion against me...it's not a big deal to call me to scold me." Is it something weird?"

Cheng Wenjun was not ready to let this matter go.

"She won't call you so persistently." He said, "I'm quite curious, what new thing do you have in hand that makes her so interested?"

His eyes turned cold: "It can't have anything to do with the board of directors. " Oh

, brother, I really don't know anything." Seeing that he couldn't explain it, Cheng Wen'an said distressedly, "Don't think of everything as conspiracy. I don't have that much energy!"

"You were close to Cheng Wenxiu back then." Cheng Wenjun didn't buy it. "Now you are in contact with your uncle and you have squeezed out Cheng Wenxiu... Who knows what your intentions are!" Cheng

Wen'an smiled slightly. Meaningful.

"Brother, are you telling me now that I was close to Cheng Wenxiu back then?"

Shen Boyan listened and felt that there was something in his words.

In the past, Cheng Wen'an did get along with Cheng Wenxiu a lot, and he and Cheng Wenjun occasionally had conflicts. Although Shen Boyan had not heard about 'squeezing out Cheng Wenxiu', it should be a fact that he was closer to Cheng Wenxiu. Is it true?

If it is true, is Cheng Wen'an the person arranged by Meng Xinqiao?

For some reason, Shen Boyan recalled his exchanges with Cheng Wen'an after their marriage, and felt that this was not something he took for granted.

Cheng Wenjun doesn't seem to know much more than Shen Boyan. After hearing this, he froze for a moment reflexively, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"No." Cheng Wen'an's smile suddenly faded.

"Brother, this is not in the company, and only Shen Boyan is around. Even so, do you still have to pretend to be stupid?" Pretend to be stupid?

Shen Boyan was stunned.

He looked at Cheng Wen'an, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

"What..." Cheng Wenjun may have wanted to say, "What are you pretending to be?" But in the end, he stopped talking and found an excuse, "I don't want Xiaoyan to get involved in these things, do you understand?"

"This is me. Of course I understand." Cheng Wen'an shrugged.

"But I think you've been a little strange lately."

Cheng Wenjun's expression changed slightly.

"What on earth do you want to express?" He said in an impatient tone, "If you say all these things, what do you want to get?"

"It's nothing, I just can't figure it out." Cheng Wen'an squinted his eyes.

"Brother, I always feel that your memory has not been very good recently, and you have forgotten many things. And -"

"Your attitude towards dad and Aunt Jiang Jing is really not like you."

"Is there anything strange?" Cheng Wenjun Displeased, "Those are my father and mother. Why is my attitude towards them so strange?"

"Really?" Cheng Wen'an asked strangely.

He stared at Cheng Wenjun, the slight sharpness in his eyes quickly fading away.

"Have you forgotten what happened on Shen Boyan's birthday nine years ago?"

Cheng Wenjun was obviously stunned.

He seemed to have no idea about this, and his confusion at that moment was almost synchronized with Shen Boyan's.

"What riddles are you trying to solve?" Shen Boyan couldn't help but ask.

"Shen Boyan doesn't know who our biological father is, but you should know." Cheng Wen'an glanced at Shen Boyan, his eyes still falling on Cheng Wenjun, "I really don't understand very well, you obviously know this , Why do you suddenly act like you really think of him as your father?" "Be careful!" Cheng

Wenjun said coldly, "You can't criticize me about my father's private life."

"Private life?"

Hearing this, he laughed even happier: "Brother, you are really weird, really weird. Did you suddenly get hit in the head, or..."

"Or was your body taken away?"

Cheng Wenjun's expression suddenly changed. Under this series of stimulation, he raised his voice a few times as if he was stressed: "Cheng Wen'an, is there something wrong with you?"

He felt it was not enough, and his expression became more and more irritable: "You just come here to say something without reason, you have this If you don’t have time, it’s better to go to the hospital to visit your mother who is still in the ICU!”

These words were so straightforward that even Cheng Wen’an’s smile couldn’t help but disappear.

"...Forget it."

Cheng Wen'an twitched the corner of his mouth.

"It's just a kind reminder... Oh, brother, you are really..."

He waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, I'm leaving."

Cheng Wen'an's eyes deliberately fell on Shen Boyan when he left. Got it.

Shen Boyan pretended not to care and looked away. However, Cheng Wenjun didn't seem to notice this small interaction. He was still immersed in the aftertaste of what had just happened, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't even have the energy to pretend.

After Cheng Wen'an walked a long way, Cheng Wenjun didn't come back to his senses. Seeing that he had disappeared from the sight of the two of them, Shen Boyan turned to Cheng Wenjun and said, "Let's go?"

"...Ah." Cheng Wenjun trembled.

"Let's go, let's go."

They got into the car in silence. Sitting in the passenger seat, Shen Boyan quietly picked up his cell phone and messaged Cheng Wen'an.

[What happened on the day you mentioned? ]

Cheng Wen'an responded quickly to the message as if he had been staring at his phone.

【oh? When? ]

Shen Boyan was speechless: [Let’s get down to business, it’s my twentieth birthday. ]

[Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. ] Cheng Wen'an compromised, [On your birthday, he went back to his old house. 】Go back to your old home?

Shen Boyan suddenly remembered the birthday gift hidden in the old house.

【when? ] He asked, [At night? ]

[Well, at night. Jiang Jing asked him to come back because she had something to do with him. 】Cheng Wen'an replied.

Jiang Jing, Jiang Jing again.

At this moment, Shen Boyan felt that this old house was deep and eerie, and the people living in this house became scary.

[Unfortunately, I was there that day. 】Cheng Wen'an continued, "It was such a coincidence that the two of us witnessed some things. ]

[What is it? Can you tell me? ] Shen Boyan took a breath and asked anxiously.

[Hi, here’s the thing. 】Cheng Wen'an began to explain.

[I went to ask for money, and Cheng Wenjun was called to give a lecture. We met in the corridor and passed his room. ]

[Guess what, we heard him talking to something inside the door. ]

[It's the same tone as, you know, the same as making a phone call. But we leaned against the door and listened, but we didn't hear the slightest sound from the phone. ]

Shen Boyan couldn't help but think of the time when he eavesdropped on Cheng Wenjun's corner. The only difference was that he could hear the system's voice due to the deliberate operation of the system.

【Then what? ] Shen Boyan asked.

[Then we listen to them. 】

Cheng Wen'an continued, messages popping up one after another.

[His speech was quite disorganized, and I don’t remember much of it... only a short paragraph left a deep impression on me. ]

[He said: "You promised me that if I conquered her, I could get what I wanted. So, are you going to go back on your word?"]

["You liar, I shouldn't have believed it if I had known better ." You!"]

["Yes, I got a lot of help from you, but you didn't give me what you promised!"]

["I'm going to die. Do you think I'm going to die, so you're not afraid of me? ? "]

Cheng Wen'an described clearly: [I looked at Cheng Wenjun at that time, and his expression became very strange, but I couldn't tell what it was. ]

[We made an agreement that we will not tell the third person about this matter... Of course, the current situation depends on it. ]

[After that day, Cheng Wenjun also fell seriously ill and stayed in the hospital for a long time. I didn't dare to go back to the house until he was discharged from the hospital. For some reason, there were more and more strange things happening in the house. ]

[What is it? ] Shen Boyan asked again.

He felt in his heart that there was something strange about Cheng Wenjun's serious illness, but he didn't know where to start asking, so he could only write it down secretly.

[Mainly our dad. ] Cheng Wen'an said, [He has become different. I always feel that... he is not the same person as before. 】

【Not any more? ] Shen Boyan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of Cheng Wenjun's 'strategy mission'.

So, did Cheng Shunhao also encounter attackers back then?

He failed? Or was it successful? Or...

still succeeded, and then failed again at the last moment?

【He is very strange. I don't like to talk much, and my brain doesn't work very well. It was as if there was nothing inside him, just an empty shell. 】Cheng Wen'an continued to talk.

[Oh, yes, it’s like that... like something ate him up. ]

[I suspect it was the thing that talked to him that day, but there is no evidence. ]

[Cheng Wenjun knows, I feel like he knows a lot. But I’ve done so much for him over the years and he hasn’t told me anything. ]

Shen Boyan held the phone and felt chills running down his spine.

[Anyway, after what happened, I don’t like to go back to my old house to ask for money. ]

Cheng Wen'an made a gloomy expression.

[There may be something extraordinary living in this old house! 】