When I Saw The Returns, I Invested In My Future Wife First

People kept asking for the address of the milk tea shop under the comments. At the same time, an accurate address was pinned at the top. The replies below were all: "The previous poster is a good person. A good person will have a safe life."

Luo Feng and Ai Tingya had a premonition that something was wrong, as if something similar had happened before.

The two of them turned back to look at Lei Jin's confused face.

"Why are you two looking at me?" Lei Jin scratched his head, vaguely feeling that things were not simple.

"Remember you said that drinking our milk tea can increase your concentration?" Luo Feng said.

Lei Jin thought for a moment and said, "That seems to be the case. I remember that you guys earned a lot of money back then. Hahahaha, I didn't mean it."

"I'm not praising you." Luo Feng thought to himself, "The rumors are getting more and more far-fetched!"

Luo Feng's phone suddenly rang as if to echo his words.

Luo Feng looked at the number and his heart tightened— It was the number to the landline in the shop.

He heard the commotion in the background as soon as he picked up the call. Xiao Fei shouted at the top of her lungs, "Luo Feng! Help! There are suddenly so many customers in the shop! We can't handle it at all! The shop manager went to the city again! There are still more than 100 orders that haven't been completed!"

The sound of people ordering milk tea was almost overwhelming Xiao Fei's voice.

Seeing this, Ai Tingya stood up. "Let's go back and help!"

No sweet-nothings could compare to the shop's business.

Luo Feng looked at Lei Jin and said, "Come with us."

"Ah?" Lei Jin pointed at himself. "Me? But I've never made milk tea before. I can't help, right? Hahaha, go ahead. I'll support you mentally."

"You can also help greet the guests!"

Luo Feng had been doing business for so long, so he naturally understood that customers came first. How could he not have a person welcoming guests?

The familiar scene appeared again when the three of them took a taxi to the milk tea shop. There were densely packed people standing from the sidewalk at the entrance to the operating table in the shop.

The surrounding bosses came out to watch the crowd and looked at so many customers enviously. Some passersby found it novel and walked over to ask. Then, they joined the buying army.

They could see Xiao Fei's face that was about to cry from fear through the glass. She and the other staff were so busy that their feet nearly did not touch the ground.

Luo Feng didn't expect to welcome the peak of his business at this time, so he wasn't prepared.

"Quick, go in and help!" Ai Tingya lowered her head and went in, but it was crowded. She was squeezed out after taking two steps.

"Are you alright?" Luo Feng supported her.

Ai Tingya shook her head and looked at Xiao Fei angrily.

At this moment, a white-haired, energetic old lady noticed Luo Feng. She sized him up and pulled Luo Feng in surprise: "Are you this year's top scholar? I've seen you on TV!"

As soon as she said this, the people who were buying milk tea in front all turned around and looked at Luo Feng, making Luo Feng nervous.

The old lady pulled Luo Feng and continued, "The top scholar of the college entrance examination, can you give me an autograph? I want to give it to my grandson."

The others were also a little tempted.

"Sure! We'll give out the top scholar's autograph with every purchase of a cup of milk tea. He'll sign anything but white paper!" Ai Tingya suddenly said.

Luo Feng's eyes widened as he pulled her and whispered, "What are you doing? There are so many people, won't my hand break?"

Ai Tingya clasped her hands together and said, "I'm sorry, darling. We can relieve some pressure this way. We'll have to trouble you."

Before Ai Tingya could finish speaking, the army that wanted an autograph had already surged forward. Ai Tingya took this opportunity to crawl in and support Xiao Fei. Lei Jin was like a bodyguard, maintaining order at the scene to prevent anyone from being pushed down.

Luo Feng didn't even have time to savor the "darling" before he was drowned in the crowd. He held his pen and didn't know what to do.

…

At the same time, in a luxurious courtyard house in the suburbs of Lidian City.

An old man with white hair and a white beard sat under the eaves sun, and the rattan recliner creaked.

At this moment, Professor Jing pushed open the door and sat down beside the old man. He picked up the tea on the stone table and poured himself a cup.

The old man closed his eyes and did not speak, as if he was asleep.

"Old Ai, look what I brought you," Professor Jing said happily.

The old man's name was Ai Zhaojiang. He was Professor Jing's former colleague. He had taught at Oxford for many years and published countless papers. He had taught students from all walks of life.

Ai Zhaojiang ignored Professor Jing and changed his position.

Professor Jing took out his phone and followed him to the other side. He waved it and said, "Let me show you something good."

Ai Zhaojiang opened one eye curiously and saw a girl talking on the screen. She was beautiful and spoke appropriately and gently.

Seeing this, Ai Zhaojiang's eyes suddenly widened. He got up and snatched the phone. "She looks… Why does she look so much like Heng'er?" He said in disbelief.

Ai Heng was Ai Zhaojiang's only son. He ran away from home many years ago and there was no news of him after that.

Ai Zhaojiang asked around, but there was no result.

"They look alike, right! I also felt that she looked a little familiar when I first saw this girl. Later, I thought about it and realized that she was carved from the same mold as your child," Professor Jing said happily as he slapped his legs.

"Where did you get this video?" Ai Zhaojiang's hands trembled slightly.

"It's a live interview for the college entrance examination in Crown City. I asked a student to save it for me." Professor Jing patted his old friend's shoulder. "I was the one who persuaded this child to enter our school. She's an outstanding child, second in the province and will be coming here to study soon."

Ai Zhaojiang said excitedly, "Have you seen her in person? Is she doing well? Where is she staying now? Have you asked about her parents?"

Professor Jing sighed and said, "I've seen her information. This child grew up in an orphanage. It seems that her parents had already… Sigh, I'll investigate the details later."

Ai Zhaojiang also shook his head helplessly, not surprised by this result.

People always left traces when they were alive. He had searched for so many years but had not found any news of his son. He was most likely long dead.

He did not dare to ask for too much at his age. It was already a great fortune to be able to find his granddaughter.

"An orphanage," Ai Zhaojiang repeated, his heart aching.

"Old Ai, don't be sad. I've looked into it briefly. The Dean is a good person even though Ai Tingya grew up in the orphanage. Moreover, she's also very hardworking. Look, she's even on the television." Professor Jing comforted him.

"Her surname is Ai?" Ai Zhaojiang's eyes lit up.

Professor Jing nodded. "Yes, it seems that her parents left something behind to confirm this child's surname."

"Tingya… Tingya!" Ai Chaojiang repeated the name twice. "Good name, what a good name!"

It was a joyous occasion to have regained what he had lost. Ai Zhaojiang stood up excitedly, but he did not know what to do first. After calming down for a while, he asked, "Speaking of which, does she have a boyfriend?"

Professor Jing smiled and pulled the progress bar to the front, playing Luo Feng's interview video.