Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

As soon as the man finished speaking, Lin Mingmo saw a large area of ​​light in front of her.

Lin Mingmo had heard of the name Jiangdong Sanatorium.

This is the most famous and high-end sanatorium in Jiangjin. It is said that many wealthy businessmen go there to spend their twilight years when they get older.

After all, it occupies half of Dongming Mountain and is equipped with a complete and professional medical team. Each customer has his or her own independent mountain villa, which is neatly arranged on the side of Dongming Mountain facing Jiangjin City.

Those who can live here are either rich or noble.

After all, the lowest-tier charges here reach six figures per month.

The car stopped at the entrance of the sanatorium. Lin Mingmo got out and turned around to look. Jiangjin at night was like a clear starry sky in midsummer, dotted with shining stars.

"The boss is waiting for you in Building 001." The man pointed in a direction.

Does this mean...let her go alone?

Lin Mingmo looked at the small villa with lights on at the gate and became more and more nervous.

So mysterious... Did she find her relatives, or did she step into a dangerous place?

She swallowed dryly.

However, Lin Mingmo has no room for regret now.

There is no escape from this desolate mountain and wild place.

She clenched her fists, encouraged herself, and then walked into the sanatorium gate resolutely.

Maybe because it was late at night, it was particularly quiet here.

The only sounds in my ears were the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves in the wind, or my own breathing and heartbeat.

Lin Mingmo walked to the door of the all-white building and raised her hand to knock.

She just exerted a little strength and the door opened.

Lin Mingmo cautiously looked around and was caught off guard by a strange face.

"You came?"

The man in front of me was about forty years old, wearing loose white home clothes, which made his already thin figure look even more shriveled. His cheeks were thin and his skin was pale, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time.

The man smiled slightly and called out, "Xiao Mo, I finally see you."

He looked quite gentle and refined, without any sense of oppression.

But this has nothing to do with the image of a gangster boss that Lin Mingmo had previously imagined in her mind.

How could such a sick and frail man intimidate those two King Kong-like men?

"I..." Lin Mingmo hesitated, not knowing how to start her conversation with him.

The man smiled again and raised his hand to Lin Mingmo, "I am your uncle. I should have come to pick you up in person, but my health..."

Lin Mingmo subconsciously raised her hand to shake his. She saw an IV needle on the back of the man's hand, and his thin skin was a sickly purple-white color.

Lin Mingmo's eyes became moist.

"Uncle..." She looked up at the man's eyes, her voice choked with sobs but also filled with joy, "Are you really my uncle?"

She opened her eyes wide and observed the man's face, trying to find some similarities with herself.

However, perhaps due to the torture of illness, the man has become very thin, his face is not good-looking, and even a little scary.

The man arched his eyebrows and said, "Of course. Your mother and I are twin siblings. If I'm not your uncle, then what am I?"

"My name is Ying Lan, your mother's name is Ying Jing. Our family originally lived in Luochuan, and later moved to Jiangjin..."

"You look a lot like your mother..."

Ying Lan seemed to have endless things to say.

His voice was hoarse and it felt like every word he said was an effort.

"Uncle...your illness..." Lin Mingmo asked carefully and concernedly.

"Oh, it's nothing serious, it just looks scary." Ying Lan smiled slightly, "If you take good care of yourself and cooperate with the treatment, you will have no problem living for another ten years."

Lin Mingmo felt a little relieved.

She had finally found her blood relatives, and she didn't want to lose them again so early.

He turned and walked inside. Lin Mingmo was stunned for a few seconds and immediately followed.

Ying Lan brought Lin Mingmo to a wall with many photos hanging on it.

When Lin Mingmo looked up, she was immediately attracted by the largest photo in the middle.

"This is……"

The photo shows a young woman in a white dress as white as snow, with bright eyes, white teeth, a gentle smile, and a layer of light coating her body, making her look like a fairy.

Even though it was a flat photo, when Lin Mingmo stared into her eyes, she could feel the movement in her eyes.

Lin Mingmo finally knew who she looked like, and she also finally knew who her appearance came from.

Her mother... is so beautiful.

Lin Mingmo stared blankly for a long time.

Ying Lan smiled faintly, raised her hand, and gently stroked the edge of the photo. "Your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Of course, you are also beautiful, and you inherited your mother's looks...but..."

Lin Mingmo suppressed the urge to cry and couldn't help asking, "Where is my mother now?"

Ying Lan paused and lowered his raised hand weakly.

"She left a long time ago... when you were very young..."

Lin Mingmo felt a dull pain in her heart and a sour feeling at the tip of her nose.

Although I was mentally prepared for this answer, I still felt sad.

Besides her mother, she had too many questions in her mind at this moment.

"So...where's my dad?"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Lan, who had a relatively gentle appearance, was suddenly shrouded in a layer of gloom. His eyes darkened and he roared in anger: "Don't mention that bastard!"

He punched the wall so hard that the pictures on it trembled.

Lin Mingmo was caught off guard and startled.

It is conceivable how angry Ying Lan was at that moment, as he could make a patient burst out with such strength.

Lin Mingmo didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurried to calm Ying Lan down.

Ying Lan's eyes darkened, and when he lowered his head and looked up again, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

But this smile seemed a little more forced than before.

"Xiao Mo, we just met. Uncle has a lot to say to you. I also want to know about your growth experience over the years." Ying Lan's breathing was heavy. "How about this, you stay here first, and uncle will tell you slowly, okay?"

"It's quiet here, the air is fresh, and the facilities are very complete..."

"Okay! Okay!" Lin Mingmo nodded repeatedly.

Perhaps because he was reminded of something sad, his uncle, who had been chattering just now, became very silent.

Lin Mingmo hunched her shoulders like a little rabbit that had done something wrong. She felt sad in her heart but didn't dare to show it.

She carefully supported Ying Lan and sent him into the bedroom.

Then, Lin Mingmo went upstairs by herself.

The night is deep.

Although Lin Mingmo had slept intermittently for a long time during the day, she was exhausted after experiencing so much and her emotions were so up and down.

She fell asleep almost as soon as she lay down on the bed after washing up.

In my hazy dream, it seemed that some creature sneaked into the room, making rustling noises.