Coming in was a white man with clear eyes, black hair and gentle demeanor.

The man's body is thin and his face is angry with books. He has a folding fan in his hand. This winter man still has a fan in his hand. He doesn't know whether it's hot or idle!

But if he was just a better looking man, he would never let Liu Wei be so bleary, just because of the man's overall temperament, how familiar he was?

Rong Leng also raised her eyes and looked at them, but quickly moved away her eyes. There was no half difference on her face.

But it was Liu Wei, frowning, looking at the man, his eyes did not go away for a long time.

It seems that Liu Wei's eyes are too deep. The man looks over and looks at Liu Wei. He smiles at the corner of his mouth and slightly nods to Liu Wei, which is a gift.

Liu Wei hesitated to return to the ceremony, which just lowered her eyes and moved her eyes away.

Liu Wei doesn't know how to say it, but just looking at it like this, she has a kind of feeling that she doesn't know how to describe.

It seems to notice Liu Wei's difference. Rong Ling stands behind her and asks in a voice that only two people can hear: "recognize?"

"You don't think..." Liu Wei couldn't help but look at the man again. He came back and hesitated: "he has some Familiar face? "

Rong Leng took another look, his eyes were flat: "like you?"

Two words, such as "Ming guanding", make Liu Wei stunned.

Then I looked at the man again. Indeed, Liu Wei didn't think he was familiar with him, but he looked left and right, which was similar to her.

It's not about looks, it's about temperament, it's about feeling.

In this world, everyone is the only one.

Liu Wei never thinks who is similar to him in his eyes, because even the twins are two separate individuals, and Liu Wei can distinguish them accurately.

But now, Liu Wei feels that the person in front of her is too much like her!

Liu Wei's eyes couldn't help but look deeper. He listened to the exchange between the manager Qian and the man. "Mr. Zhong, why are you here? Here This way, please. "

The money manager is kind and attentive.

With the strange death of his daughter, the money manager's face and expression were always poor. But when he saw Mr. Zhong, the money manager suddenly changed his face, and the whole person became clearer.

Liu Wei was not curious, so she asked the young man who was feeling his pulse: "who is that man?"

The young man looked back and said, "it's Mr. Zhong, Zhong Ziyu. The gentleman in our private school on the third street is from a family background. It is said that he took the examination of a child at the age of ten. He had the chance to take the palace examination in Kyoto last year, but because his parents died of illness, he had to wait three years for filial piety, and then he could take the examination again. Such a good talent was wasted. "

It's the honor of the whole Prefecture if there is a champion in Guyong Prefecture.

It means that you can make a fortune with the people in the whole Prefecture and walk to the bright road.

Mr. Zhong has always enjoyed a high reputation in Guyong mansion.

All the squires and councillors whose eyes are higher than their tops are all polite, let alone the money manager who is a scholar.

When I see him, I feel more like seeing my son-in-law!

But at present, even the daughter is gone, and the son-in-law is in trouble.

Liu Wei did not expect that he was a teacher.

Usually at this age, most of the scholars are hardworking and study thousands of books just to run for the imperial examination.

How many of them, with one mind and two purposes, ran to private schools to take some children when they were young?

Usually, private schools have the most students, who are over 50 years old.

This Zhong Ziyu is a regular visitor of the money shopkeeper's bookshop. Because the money shopkeeper always looks at him with great admiration, Zhong Ziyu will stay for a long time every time he comes to the bookshop.

At present, Qian Xi'er is pregnant and dies. There is no way to find out who has the flesh and bones in her abdomen.

But manager qian can be sure that it must not be Zhong Ziyu.

For nothing else, only because Zhong Ziyu is really interested in his happy son, he is eager to be a father. Zhong Ziyu doesn't need such a method at all.

Moreover, Mr. Zhong is highly respected, and he is not a person who can do such deadly things as murder and wealth.

Shopkeeper Qian believed this deeply. Naturally, Zhong Ziyu was not informed to come to yamen for blood test. However, Mr. Zhong did not know where to wait for the news, but he came by himself.

This made the money manager a little embarrassed.

Just thinking, fortunately, we don't know what this blood is for, otherwise, it will be ugly.

Shopkeeper Qian has been talking with Zhong Ziyu. Even sun Qi used to make a couple of lively remarks.

It wasn't until it was Zhong Ziyu's turn that he came around with manager Qian and sun Qi.

The man nodded at Liu Wei politely, and smiled at Rong Ling behind Liu Wei. His voice was soft and gentle: "I'm tired."

Say, the man rolled sleeve half, expose to compare common man, slightly want the wrist of a few thin.

Liu Wei looked at the flesh white wrist on the pillow, pointed to the abdomen and pressed it to pulse.The pulse is normal and the body is strong.

Just for a moment, Liu Wei can see the physical condition of the man.

But he was also curious. From this pulse, he was definitely a healthy man, but from the aspect of his body shape and complexion, he was a little weak.

Before Liu Wei felt his pulse, he thought that Zhong Ziyu's constitution was somewhat poor.

After feeling the pulse, Liu Wei did not immediately let go, but touched it again, but felt a line of sight behind her, getting colder and deeper!

Liu Wei knows that Rong Ling's line of sight is looking at her.

It's not likely to take too long. The first few are all very fast, but it's inexplicably slow down here.

It's not the man's fault. He's old and jealous again!

Liu Wei was stared at by Rong Leng for a long time, but she had to let go of the chat line, but listened to Mr. Zhong's low smile, the folding fan was shaking gently, and asked leisurely, "doctor, what's the problem with my body?"

Liu Wei was stunned and shook her head.

But when I saw him, I had a deep smile. Looking at Liu Wei's eyes, it also showed some meaning.

Liu Wei was puzzled by his eyes, but after listening to him, his voice suddenly sounded: "hurry up."

Mr. Zhong glanced back, but the smile in his eyes did not disappear. He handed his hand to Xiao Li and asked with a smile, "little doctor, do you want to prick up blood?"

Xiaoli has never been called "little doctor" before, and suddenly she is a little proud!

Immediately, he laughed and felt very good: "mm-hmm, just prick it up. It doesn't hurt. If it hurts, there are dates here. It doesn't hurt to eat one."

This child's words and language are really lovely!

Zhong Ziyu smiled a little, raised his other hand and rubbed the top of the little guy's head.

Xiaoli felt warm and warm on the top of her head. She squinted at the stars and rubbed her head against the palm.

"Xiaoli." At this time, the voice of Rong Ling is not happy.

Xiao Li froze for a moment. Recently, uncle Rong's requirements for his study and writing are too strict. He was afraid to hear uncle Rong's voice.