Chapter 494: Could it be that you're from a wealthy family?

August 14th morning.

Inside a coffee shop not far from Zhang Yao Villa.

Gao Renmei opened her satchel and handed a file folder to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took it in his hand and then opened it.

It was a file folder sealed with wax, and it also bore a stamp.

It seems Gao Renmei did not open it after she got it.

Lin Feng slowly opened the file folder and took out a stack of documents from inside.

Sure enough, they were documents related to Lin Feng's forged identity.

Lin Feng merely glanced at them, then put the documents back into the file folder.

Then he picked up his cup and quietly looked out the window.

"How did you get it?"

Lin Feng suddenly spoke up and asked.

Gao Renmei smiled and said: "I just had a few drinks with that old man, said a few bad things about Jin Shanren, and coaxed out the hiding place of the stuff."

"Don't worry, when I left I took a fake file folder and put it back in its original place; that old man won't notice."

"And even if he discovered the switch, he wouldn't dare say anything, because if Jin Shanren found out, he wouldn't pay him."

"Well done!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Gao Renmei lowered her head and said: "Being able to serve you is my honor!"

"What I said before, you can consider it." Lin Feng said lightly.

Gao Renmei quickly shook her head and said: "I hope you can take me in! I have no relatives left, no one to rely on; even if you gave me some money… that's not the life I want."

Lin Feng nodded.

Just then, Gao Renmei's phone rang; it was Jin Shanren calling.

After Gao Renmei answered, she told Lin Feng: "Jin Shanren is urging me to go back."

"Go! Be careful."

Lin Feng smiled and said.

Seeing Lin Feng's smile, Gao Renmei's eyes flickered with a hint of excitement.

"Tell her to be careful— isn't that showing concern for her?"

"It's a pity that someone like Lin Feng is beyond her dreams."

After Gao Renmei left, Lin Feng wandered aimlessly along the street.

Upon reaching a nearby hillside, he lit a cigarette, then took the documents out of the file folder and set them on fire.

Soon, the evidence Jin Shanren had gathered to expose Lin Feng's identity turned into ashes.

Moments later, Lin Feng stubbed out the cigarette and sent a text message to Zhang Yao.

Back on the road, he hailed a taxi.

After over an hour, the taxi crossed the entire city and arrived at Gangnam District in Hancheng.

Here there is a slum area.

Following the address on the identity documents, Lin Feng soon arrived at his home.

It is a blue-tile house covering less than half a mu, surrounded by a high wall; from the outside it looks quite dilapidated.

Not far across the road, meanwhile, is a cluster of villas.

The boundary between rich and poor is thus starkly clear.

Lin Feng arrived at his own front gate, had just steadied himself, when the door opened.

Out came a thin, frail woman.

When she saw Lin Feng, the woman widened her eyes and asked: "Who are you? What are you doing standing at my door?"

Lin Feng smiled and said: "I remember this is my home; I haven't returned in twenty years, and I remember my mother is Zheng Shimei."

"You, you are…"

The woman's eyes widened even more.

Lin Feng's mouth twitched upward, and he said: "I am Zhang Shangxun."

"You… sigh~"

The woman let out a sigh.

Then she let Lin Feng enter.

After entering the house, the woman gave an introduction.

She is Shen Minying; her husband is Zhao Yiren; they have one son and one daughter, both in their early teens.

Zhao Yiren works outside.

Shen Minying found Zhang Dengzi to have Lin Feng sit in the courtyard, and then she picked up a kettle and poured him a cup of water.

Then, with an apologetic expression, she said: "Our house collapsed a few years ago, leaving us nowhere to live, so we moved into your home. Rest assured, we have stored all the original belongings in one room and haven't touched them."

"Could you take me to see it?" Lin Feng asked.

Shen Minying said: "This is originally yours; go take a look!"

Saying that, she rose and led Lin Feng into a storage room.

Inside the storage room, everything was piled in disarray.

Lin Feng found several wooden chests; after opening them, most of the contents were children's toys.

There were also some photographs, clothing, and cheap jewelry that had lost its luster.

Finally, they also found a notebook.

It was written in English.

Shen Minying beside him said, "It looks like your mother's diary."

Lin Feng nodded, "Yes, it's my mother's diary."

Shen Minying said, "We can't understand English, so take your time reading it; I still have chores to do."

"Okay!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Shen Minying went out, and Lin Feng began to flip through the diary.

Lin Feng didn't deceive Shen Minying; this is indeed Zheng Shimei's diary.

However, it doesn't record every day, but rather highlights major events.

At first glance, it seems like a daily log, but Lin Feng quickly discovered that the diary actually contains a secret code!

It looks like this diary is different from the other items in the box.

At least there's no dust.

Moreover, it's almost been worn out from being flipped through.

It seems the Shen Minying family has flipped through this diary who knows how many times.

So why did they flip through it?

They must have known something.

Lin Feng looked toward a photo frame in the box.

Inside was a black-and-white photo of a very beautiful woman.

She was beautiful, pregnant, and hid in the slums to give birth...

One can imagine that the child's father certainly had an extraordinary identity.

Could it be that this time, by randomly picking an identity, they struck gold?

With strong curiosity, Lin Feng began to interpret the diary entries in the notebook.

On the surface, the events recorded in the diary look like a ledger.

In some year and month, what they ate where, what they bought, how much money they spent.

Or what chores they did at home.

Among these ledger-like events are many words written in handwriting that differs from the bulk of the content.

It should have been written with the left hand.

The Shen Minying family might know that Zheng Shimei had an extraordinary identity.

It's possible that while Zheng Shimei lived here, she didn't do much work yet had endless money.

Later her son was lost, he committed suicide; then would she have left any inheritance hidden somewhere before her death?

After Lin Feng finished decrypting, he furrowed his brow.

There was no description of property, but rather a record of being together with a man surnamed Zhang.

It was described rather sweetly.

On the last few pages, in brief words, it recorded that the Zhang-surnamed man's original wife came to the door, drove her away, and even sent people to try to kill her.

This is another classic trope of a wealthy family.

No wonder Han Guo's TV dramas love to film these.

Could Zhang Shangxun come from a wealthy family?

"Huu~"

Lin Feng let out a breath and put down the diary.

The world changes too fast; events from twenty years ago have returned to dust and earth!

When Lin Feng walked out of the storeroom, Zhao Yiren, Shen Minying's husband, returned.

The couple looked at Lin Feng with eager faces.

Most importantly, Lin Feng's attire suggests he's been doing well out there.

Lin Feng knew their thoughts and smiled, saying, "I'm just coming back to take a look; I have nothing else to do—you can keep living in this house. I'm leaving first."

"Stay for a meal!"

"I'll go buy vegetables!"

As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, the couple happily said.

Lin Feng shook his head, waved the diary at the two, and left the small courtyard.