The car was moving forward steadily under the dim street lights, but I seemed to be floating in the storm, and I even forgot to even have a cigarette. If Bai Jing was talking about the facts, then Pipi was 80% my son... But why did Zuo Lan leave when she was pregnant? Why did we meet but refuse to tell me this fact?

A series of questions made my mind unable to think, and then it was blank.

"Zhang Yixi, how do you feel now?" Bai Jing asked me.

"Am I already a father? And it was four years ago!" I looked out the car window and finally remembered to light a cigarette for myself.

"I said it, now it's just my guess, unless Lan Lan admits it himself, or you take Pipi to do a paternity test." Bai Jing nodded at me and said.

I was confused... and I thought of Angel far away in France again. If Pipi was really my son, how should I face her? I once scolded Yan Zhiyuan with righteous words, but now similar things have happened to me. Life is really humorous!

.........

I returned home in a daze, took a cup of tap water and drank it all, and without even washing up, I lay on the bed, facing the darkness and looking at the dim moonlight outside the window.

Suddenly my mood has experienced the baptism of ice and fire. I was even a little happy in my heart. Pipi is my son. When I had no material conditions, I was afraid of starting a family, but now I am no longer short of money. The family has an inexplicable attraction to me. This is the fire of desire for family that ignited in my heart... But what about Angel? We are going to get married. When Angel prepares all the procedures before marriage and comes to me with a longing smile, how should I face her? In the freezing, tell her: Actually, I was a father four years ago?

How did Angel, who knew the truth, suffer this second injury?

I couldn't think about tomorrow again, so I experienced another inexplicable loss of mind... In a trance, my thinking became messy again. I remembered that I once said to the prince in a bar: "If a woman has been pregnant with me, then I will definitely marry her and take on the responsibility of a family!"

I can no longer sleep. I lifted the quilt and stood at the window, feeling so complicated that I can't describe it in words. I know that my life is completely messed up... No matter how I make a choice at this time, there will always be one party who will be hurt.

.........

I sat there all night until the phone prompted me to wake me up from my loss. I picked up my phone and looked at it. It was a bank transfer information, and there was another million more in my account.

I threw my phone aside, and the money did not bring me a trace of joy, and it could not solve my worries at this moment.

It was already 9 o'clock in the morning, and I finally washed up, put on my coat, and went to my office at "Sea View Coffee".

I couldn't find a job at all, but I smoked one cigarette after another...

Chen Qingyi came to my office and was immediately choked by the smoke. She put down the coffee cup in her hand and complained to me while turning on the exhaust fan: "Zhang Yixi, why do you smoke so much?"

"Is there anything wrong?" I asked, extinguishing the cigarette butts in my hand.

"I went tossed until so late last night, so I made a cup of coffee to refresh you..."

"Thanks."

"But now I don't plan to drink it for you. I'll go and change you a cup of honey grapefruit tea. You have to take good care of your lungs." Chen Qingyi said, bringing away the coffee and then took away the cigarette I placed on the table.

......

The room was finally less smoky. I drank the honey pomelo tea brought by Chen Qingyi absent-mindedly, while Chen Qingyi sat on the sofa opposite me.

"Zhang Yixi, why do I think something is wrong with you today? What's wrong with you?"

I forced myself to smile: "Is there any?"

"It's already written on your face." Chen Qingyi nodded with certainty.

I was speechless for a long time, and it was really hard for me to talk about this matter, even when facing Chen Qingyi...

"Maybe I'm too tired recently...I'm going to the town later, so let's talk later when we have time." I said, stuffed my cell phone and wallet on the table into my briefcase, and then stood up and left.

"Are you back tonight? My aunt said she wanted to have dinner together." Chen Qingyi followed me to the door and brought the office door.

"It depends on the situation. Go home if you have time." I smiled, waved to Chen Qingyi again, and left quickly without stopping.

.........

My career is booming. In just over a month, due to the hot sales of mountain goods packages launched by Fatty Chain and the continuous efforts of the online sales platform, the mountain goods of mountain people have been sold by half. In addition, as the Chinese New Year approaches, online sales have exploded. There are hundreds of orders almost every day, and they have fully achieved profitability. Caimeng Factory Studio also took this opportunity to formally brand and package these mountain goods. Under the authorization of the local government, He Quanyun set up a special working group to plant mountain goods on a large scale throughout the town to provide us with sufficient mountain goods for our subsequent operations... In time, once the brand operation is successful, it will definitely drive the development of the local economy and improve the income level of mountain people.

.........

At noon, the town leaders invited me to a meal, fully affirmed my contribution to the economic development of the town, and looked forward to better development in the future. In the afternoon, I accompanied the town leaders to visit some difficult families in the town. I also funded 100,000 yuan to improve the lives of some lonely elderly people, and also funded two poor college students in their personal name...

When I had my time again, it was already evening, but I suddenly felt afraid to return to the city, and I came to the foot of the mountain where I comforted me when I was confused and in pain.

I sat facing the cold wind, not smoking, just staring at the sunset that was about to set... I suddenly couldn't see where my end was, nor could I find the motivation to move forward. I just felt that I had been passively pushed forward by some kind of force, but I had never had the ability to control my life!

.........

I was a little tired, lying on the not-so-flat stone, closing my eyes, which was also a kind of indulgent enjoyment!...I was afraid that I would not be able to get rid of it in the end.

I am lonely at this moment, but I don’t understand why the more I want to be happy, the more lonely I am... Is this the fate of human beings? God will never make a person really happy!

I used to long for money and status. When all this is within my reach, why are I even more unhappy?...I haven't gotten the answer for a long time, so I gritted my teeth and smiled in confusion!

"hi, buddy, do you want to try Lafite from 1982?" Han Feng appeared in front of me with a bottle of red wine and a goblet in his hand.

I sat up and said, "Why are you here?"

"We met by chance. Don't think too much. Did you see it? I only brought one cup." Han Feng explained urgently.

I smiled, lit a cigarette, without saying anything.

Han Feng opened the wine stuffing, poured a small glass of red wine and shook it and said to me: "What is life?... In the evening, watching the sunset, blowing the mountain breeze, enjoying the endless and curling smoke in front of him, and drinking another glass of Lafite for 1982 years, this is life!" After saying that, he lost a small mouthful of red wine, and looked like he enjoyed himself!

I looked forward. Under such a beautiful scenery, I felt melancholy. I picked up the red wine beside me and took a sip of it.

Han Feng immediately took it over and said with distress: "Is it okay? This is Lafite from 1982... I drink one bottle less!"

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I have been watching it for so long, are you still afraid of abuse? There is no need to scold Zhang Yixi. Does he want to see this situation? He doesn't want to.
Chapter completed!