u're really going to go against me, aren't you""I'm just giving my girlfriend a necklace, how does that have anything to do with you" Ye Bufan said playfully."Kid, don't think you're anything special...As the saying goes, "Spring nights are short," Ye Bufan and Gu Qingcheng spent almost a whole night together before finally falling asleep as dawn approached.
When they woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Shortly after waking up, he received a call from Changsun Dongju, inviting him to have a reunion dinner at the Changsun family home that evening.
Ye Bufan got up from the bed and went out with Gu Qingcheng to buy many clothes. They didn't return to Changsun's house until dusk.
The Changsun family specially provided a villa for Changsun Dongju within the estate so she wouldn't be disturbed.
A family sat together, with the eldest grandson Dongju and Ou Yanglan seated in the main positions. Following them were Su Ruyue, Leng Qingqiu and others.
Ye Bufan found himself a little awkward. With the whole family sitting together, he was the only man.
Ou Yang Lan and Chang Sun Dong Ju were delighted, they couldn't stop talking about how much they loved all the beautiful daughters-in-law.
The whole family ate dinner happily and then went to the living room together to watch TV. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious and joyful.
No sooner had Cai Gang sat down than Ouyang Lan's cell phone rang, a call from an unfamiliar number.
Ou Yang Lan pressed the answer button, fearing she would disturb others by answering the phone, and everyone instantly fell silent.
"Whom are you looking for"
Ouyang Lan asked toward that direction.
A man's voice came from the microphone: "Ouyang Lan, is that you Now broadcast the TV to the Beijing Television Station, there's a surprise for you."
After that, the other person hung up.
Ou Yanglan looked at the phone in her hand, utterly confused. She had no idea who this person was or what they meant.
Ye Bufan saw the strangeness in her expression and asked, "Mom, what's wrong"
A stranger called and told me to watch Beijing TV, saying there was a surprise.
"Stranger Who cares, let's just see what they're up to."
Ye Bufan said as he picked up the remote and changed the TV channel to the Imperial City Television.
The Beijing Television Station holds a significant position in China. One of its programs, "Where Are You," a family reunion show, enjoys high viewership and widespread influence. Today happens to be the day it airs.
When I tuned the TV on, this program about reuniting families had just begun. The host walked up to the stage with a microphone in hand.
Ann said, "What do you mean Isn't this just a show about finding family What are we looking at"
Ye Bufan was also at a loss. Now that he had found both of his mothers, what was the point of watching this program
As for his own father, there was no news from even the Xuanyuan Pavilion, let alone expecting a family search program to find him.
Everyone was puzzled and stared intently at the television screen.
After the host gave an opening speech, he said: "Next up, we have our first guest looking for their family."
The camera panned to the exit, where a middle-aged man with tattered clothes and one missing leg hobbled out, supported by staff members on either side.
Everyone else didn't seem to notice anything, but Ouyang Lan's expression changed drastically. She trembled and pointed at the TV screen, exclaiming: "This...this...this is Jiang Shaotien."
Everyone else didn't know who Jiang Shaotien was, but Ye Bufan knew him very well. His expression immediately turned grim.
This man was Ouyang Lan's nightmare for a lifetime. His sudden appearance now gave him a bad premonition.
Yuangong Group's president's office, Gou Yuanhua put down the phone in his hand and looked at the TV in front of him, laughing with glee.
"Ye Bufan, you're still too young to fight me. Today, I'll just watch how your Longteng Pharmaceutical will fall from grace!"
At the television station, Jiang Shaotien sat on the sofa with the help of staff. He looked haggard and listless, his tattered clothes and plaster cast on his lower leg giving him a pitiful appearance.
For today's show, Gou Yuanhua had him outfitted in the most dilapidated work clothes he could find and even broke his leg for effect.
The host asked, “Hello, Guest Number 1, please introduce yourself.”
"Hello, host, and hello to the audience friends. My name is Jiang Shaotien, I work as a construction worker on a construction site."
His tone of voice was low and gave off an honest and down-to-earth impression.
"Construction workers really work hard, but the prosperity of our cities today is thanks to your silent contributions. Let's all give a cheer to construction workers!"
The emcee was really good at getting the crowd going, and there was an eruption of applause.
Then she asked again, "Mr. Jiang, what is your wish for coming to our program today"
"I want to find my daughter. It's been 20 years since she was born, and I haven't seen her since. I really miss her."
Every time I see other fathers taking their daughters out to play, I feel especially heartbroken, and I even dare not look, for fear of remembering my own daughter.
Speaking of this, Jiang Shaotien seemed even more pitiful.
The host asked: "Mr. Jiang, would it be inconvenient for me to ask how you and your daughter became separated"
“I…”
A trace of sorrow appeared on Jiang Shaotien's face.
To make the effect better, he just secretly touched his injured calf. The intense pain instantly made him grimace in agony, tears streaming down his face as he sobbed uncontrollably.
The host, unaware of the situation, thought he was simply overcome with grief and comforted him: "Mr. Jiang, please control your emotions."
"If there's anything, please tell us, our program team will definitely help you find your daughter, okay"
Only then did Jiang Shaotien wipe away his tears and began to speak into the screen.
I come from a small county in Jiangnan. My family was not well off to begin with, and it took a lot of effort to save up enough money to marry a wife.
It's a pity that I was blind and found a woman with a viper's heart.
She is named Ou Yang Lan. After our daughter was born, we didn't allow her to follow my surname and she kept the surname Ou Yang with her mother.
This wasn't the worst part. The most infuriating thing was that she found another man outside and had a child with him, named Ye Bufan.
What's even worse is that she brought the child to my house and asked me to raise her child with some random man.
At that time, for the sake of my daughter who was still young, even though I was cuckolded, I endured it for her happiness.
I never expected my tolerance would lead to her becoming more and more arrogant. Later, she even brought a man home and kicked me out.
For so many years, I have been wandering outside, making a living by working odd jobs. It's tough and tiring, but I can bear it. All I want is my daughter.
"Back then, she was so young and I don't know how much she had been bullied over all these years. My daughter is just too pitiful…"
Speaking of this, the guy secretly moved his injured leg again, tears streaming down his face, crying even more sadly.
"Damn it, Jiang Shaotien you bastard, you're talking nonsense."
On the TV, Ouyang Lan was so angry her face turned pale and her whole body trembled.
For so many years, she single-handedly raised her two children, working tirelessly to raise her daughter.
...while Jiang Shaotien was indulging in eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring outside. In the end, he even abandoned his wife and ran away alone. ...
These past events can be let go, but I never expected this despicable thing to suddenly appear on television and splash dirty water on its own head.
"Mom, don't get angry. It's not worth ruining your health for this kind of popularity."
Ye Bufan originally had a lot of anger, but seeing his mother so heartbroken, he quickly came over to comfort her.."What is this It's amazing!""There must be some kind of formation here, but we can't see it."Meng Gang seemed to have thought of something, “I saw some legends in the sect’s secret scriptures before,...