The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 867 Don’t listen to his nonsense, he is not your father

Qin Feng froze in place, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. The sun was still bright, shining on him, but it brought no warmth at all.

He was wondering why Li Jingnan wanted to move away.

Why is someone else living in the Li family villa?

What about the Li Group?

He wants to go to the Li Group to look for it.

Qin Feng took a car to the Li Group again.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment. Even the front desk staff of the Li Group had been replaced and he didn't recognize them.

"I'm looking for your chairman?"

"Our chairman is missing right now."

Qin Feng said, "I'm his ex-husband. Just tell her that I want to see her."

"Ex-husband? Our chairman is a man."

Qin Feng looked puzzled, "So I am his ex-son-in-law?"

"Are you crazy? What are you talking about? Our chairman is only in his 30s, where did he get a son-in-law?"

Qin Feng looked at the person at the front desk in surprise.

"What's your chairman's name?"

"Our chairman is Liu Yong."

"Liu Yong? Shouldn't he be called Li Jingnan?"

"You're talking about Li Jingnan! The Li family went bankrupt a long time ago. Look closely, this company is no longer under the surname Liu."

Bankruptcy? Qin Feng was stunned.

"Then do you know where they all went?"

"I'm broke. It's none of my business whatsoever if I want to go wherever I want."

Qin Feng had no choice but to leave the Li Group.

He was stunned for a few seconds. It turned out that the Li family had experienced a lot over the years.

Then he took out his cell phone and called Li Jingnan.

But the phone is turned off.

He thought for a moment and called Shen Qing again.

The phone rang for a long time before Shen Qing answered. "Hello, Shen Qing, do you know where Li Jingnan and the others are? I went to their house and they weren't there."

Shen Qing paused on the other end of the phone and said, "I don't know exactly where she lives now."

Because since the last time Shen Qing met Li Jingnan, she heard that Li Jingnan was going to move to another place.

So she didn't know where Li Jingnan lived now.

Qin Feng on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds and then hung up.

I can’t go to Li Jingnan’s house now, so I can only go to Wu Jiao’s place first.

He took a taxi to Wu Jiao's place again.

After getting off the car.

His steps were a little unsteady as he held the things, but his eyes were extremely firm, even with a hint of subtle nervousness and anticipation.

He followed the vague address in his memory, twisting and turning until he arrived at an old residential building. The air was filled with the mixed smell of oil smoke and fire, and the sounds of children playing, adults arguing, and the TV blaring...all of it felt both strange and familiar to him, and his heart was beating like a drum in his chest.

He stood downstairs of a building, looked up at the mottled walls and the clothes hanging out to dry, and took a deep breath.

For five years, he had escaped like a coward. Now, even standing here, he felt like an intruder. He didn't even know what the child looked like, or whether he still remembered the "father" who only existed in photos or in his mother's occasional mentions.

The toys in the canvas bag seemed to come alive, poking his palms and his heart.

He imagined the child's surprise when he saw the car, the satisfied look on his face when he ate the chocolate, or the child's vigilance and avoidance towards him, a stranger who suddenly appeared.

Qin Feng wandered downstairs for a few steps, his fingers repeatedly stroking the rough strap, and finally he mustered up the courage and walked towards the unit door in his memory.

Every step he took felt like walking on cotton, or on the tip of a knife. He didn't know what was waiting for him, the child's innocent smile, the cold rejection, or the complex gaze of the child's mother.

He walked to the third floor and stopped in front of a slightly old wooden door. The sound of a television could be heard faintly from inside.

He raised his hand, intending to knock, but stopped mid-air, his knuckles turning slightly white from the effort. The snack bags in his bag rustled softly, as if urging him on, or mocking his cowardice.

Finally, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. With a slight tremor, he gently knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

It was Wu Jiao who opened the door and was stunned.

"How did you come?"

Qin Feng's voice trembled a little, "I...I came to see the child."

"Why should I let you see the child?" Wu Jiao said angrily.

"I...I miss him."

"Do you miss him? You've seen him a few times, and you say you miss him. Let me tell you, Linlin will only have a mom from now on, no dad!"

"Wu Jiao, I..."

"That's enough, go away!" Wu Jiao was about to close the door.

Qin Feng blocked the door with one hand.

"Wu Jiao, please let me see the child again!" Qin Feng pleaded.

"Impossible. Qin Feng, I'm telling you, you'll never see your child in this lifetime."

"Wu Jiao, please let me see the child! Just for a moment. I bought snacks and toys for the child."

"The child doesn't like these, please take them away."

Wu Jiao continued to try to close the door forcefully.

At this time Linlin ran out from inside.

"Mom, who's here?"

Lin Lin stood at the door and looked at Qin Feng.

"Mom, who is this? Why is he standing at our door?"

Qin Feng said, "Linlin, I'm your father!"

Dad? Lin Lin tilted her head back and looked at Qin Feng with a puzzled expression.

"Are you really my dad?"

"Well, yes, I am your father."

Wu Jiao immediately said, "Linlin, don't listen to his nonsense, he's not your father!"

Lin Lin didn't know who to believe, but she still leaned towards her mother, "Mom, isn't he Dad?"

"No!" Wu Jiao said firmly.

Qin Feng said, "Wu Jiao, I know I'm wrong, but you can't say I'm not Lin Lin's father!"

"Don't you have your own children? Linlin doesn't need you as a father!"

"I……"

"Okay, go away! Don't disturb our lives anymore. Linlin and I are living a good life."

Qin Feng's gaze continued to fall on Lin Lin.

Then he handed the toys and snacks in his hand to Linlin.

"Linlin, these are the snacks and toys Daddy bought for you."

Just as Lin Lin was about to reach out her hand, Wu Jiao interrupted her, "Lin Lin, we don't want this thing."

Wu Jiao looked at Qin Feng with an angry look in her eyes. "Take your things and get out of here. Get as far away as you can."