After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

I kept thinking in my mind, what's wrong?

Could it be twins?

Ji Zhong was sad about Ji Yanglong's death, but it seemed that he was not that sad. When the big drama between Ji Yangqian and Lei Guofu happened, Ji Zhong was the first to suffer a stroke.

Is it that the accumulated things could not withstand the explosion, or is it simply because of Ji Yangqian?

I have to ask the Chen family how much they know about the Ji family.

Jinbao's mind was buzzing and he tried to stop Zeng Li.

"Mom, don't think too much. Once Chi Xilu finds out, you'll have the answer. Take a break first. You still have to work in the afternoon."

Zeng Li put away all her thoughts and calmed herself down.

Song Lingyun was discharged from the hospital today.

Report to Zeng Li's office.

When he met Song Qingbai, Song Qingbai took the initiative to greet him: "Lingyun, long time no see."

The center forward saw that the two knew each other and asked, "What a coincidence, you have the same last name."

Song Qingbai thought Zeng Li should have checked before using Song Lingyun: "We are... cousins."

"Then why didn't any of his family visit him after he was hospitalized for so long?"

Song Qingbai lowered his eyes, seemingly frank, and explained, "My job quota belongs to Ling Yun's father. After my uncle passed away, he gave the job to me. At that time, Ling Yun was not yet of age. Later, I wanted to return it to him, but the country issued a new policy and it was no longer possible to arrange jobs for him. Later... Ling Yun had a falling out with his family and didn't come home for a long time. My family didn't know his whereabouts."

The center forward felt that it didn't make sense.

Song Qingbai's words... contained a lot of information. It seemed that he was confessing it voluntarily, but he didn't explain it completely.

"Then why weren't you surprised to see him? You're his older brother, and his father is your uncle? You have a four-year age difference?"

Song Qingbai adjusted his mood and raised his head: "Before I came to take up my post, I looked at Secretary Zeng's relationship table. Everyone who has come into contact with Secretary Zeng is recorded."

"My uncle got married late, and my dad got married early. There's a difference of four years."

Although the center forward's tone sounded like an interrogation, Song Qingbai answered politely one by one.

Song Lingyun had no expression from beginning to end.

Jinbao overheard it and came out to call for help.

The center forward let Song Lingyun in and continued chatting with Song Qingbai.

Song Qingbai's whole body was filled with resistance, and the center forward pretended not to understand.

Jinbao glanced at the center forward before closing the door.

Zeng Li poured a glass of water for Song Lingyun.

"What's taking you so long?"

Song Lingyun took a sip of water and slowly explained to Zeng Li.

"Boss, the guy outside is nominally... my cousin, but in reality... we're like, brother."

"He's my half-brother."

"My dad used to be a secretary for the deputy mayor. He was very busy and often not at home, so my mom hooked up with my uncle. He was adopted by my uncle, who was nominally my uncle. He later gave birth to me. Until my dad had an accident, my mom lived with my uncle."

"In the past, people could take over the job. My dad's position was given to this cousin because I was not old enough."

"Don't worry about my family relationships. I don't have anything to say to them. We don't live with them, and I don't go home either. I focus on working for my boss."

It was the first time Zeng Li heard him talk so much. There was no emotion in his words towards those people, like strangers. It seemed more sincere to call them "leader".

When explaining these relationships, people are numb and completely indifferent, and there are obvious barriers to emotional communication.

"How do you know? You were born after Song Qingbai was born."

Song Lingyun's face remained expressionless. "I don't know if he knew. I went home early due to a fever and took sick leave. I heard their conversation and found out."

Zeng Li wasn't one for gossip, so she knew when to stop and comforted him, "Don't overthink it. Since you've chosen to follow me, do your best. Let the center forward let you go home and have a good chat with Xu Yan."