My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (302)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Room 302: How Did Mom Die?

Looking at his mother's frantic state, Liang Jun felt a piercing pain in his heart. Whether this mother was real

or not, he had already accepted her as his mother. He couldn't bear her frantic appearance;

it was like a knife stabbing into his heart. He knelt before his mother, trembling, tears streaming down

his face repeatedly crying out, "No, no, no, Mom, it's not like that! You must be my biological mother!" At this moment,

his mother was already sobbing uncontrollably. She helped Liang Jun up, and the two embraced and wept bitterly.

Everyone in the room had red eyes. After a long while, his mother finally lifted his face and whispered, "

Junzi, Junzi, he really is your father. Go and acknowledge him."

Liang Jun stubbornly replied, "No, I don't understand what happened. I can't acknowledge him. Why? I've

never been with my biological father since I was little. Since you say you're not my biological mother, then who is my biological mother?

How did she die?" Liang Jun didn't turn around; he remained embracing his mother. But these words

were clearly meant for the man referred to as his father, hoping for an answer.

Feng Chengliang coughed and said with difficulty, "This happened 17 years ago. Back then, I

was just drifting through life, doing business, traveling abroad. Influenced by modern ideas, I married late

. My elders urged me, but I didn't take it seriously. Actually, at that time, I already had a girlfriend I was quite fond of—

your mother. We agreed to prioritize our careers over family; we wouldn't get married until we achieved

something . But then, something happened in our family

. Your uncle, the person in charge of our career path, died in a car accident during an inspection

tour ." At this point, Liang Jun thought to himself, "I haven't even acknowledged you as my father yet, and you're already making me call

you 'uncle.' Hmph, call me that then, it's not like I'm calling you 'Dad.'"

Feng Chengliang had no idea his wayward son harbored such thoughts. He

continued , "This means our Feng family has no one to pursue a political career. Your grandfather, in his grief,

summoned me to Beijing, insisting I take on the role of family representative. I was very reluctant to go into politics, and I

argued with your grandfather. But seeing his suffering, especially after the doctor said his

health was poor, my heart softened, and I agreed."

Liang Jun mentally checked, noting that his son had mentioned "your grandfather" five times in a row. He felt incredibly awkward, yet

unable to refuse. Rationally, he sensed the story was true; his nosebleed

had been tested against this man's DNA, and if they didn't match, he wouldn't have come to him. He decided to

listen to what the man had to say. He was completely childish and couldn't comprehend the emotions his father had endured for half his life.

Feng Chengliang continued, "Later, as our family's political situation stabilized, the Feng family became

a family with significant political potential. At this time, some people learned that I was still unmarried but wanted to form a marriage alliance with our family,

so they all sent people to act as matchmakers. Your grandfather, also for political reasons, agreed to one of them.

When your grandfather told me about this, I had a conflict with him and refused to agree no matter what.

At that time, your mother was working at a research institution in the suburbs of Shanghai. To silence these people, I

secretly had you with your mother. After a year, you were born. When your grandfather saw that my

attitude was very firm, he couldn't argue with me and had no choice but to give in to my temper." When I heard your grandfather personally agree

not to interfere with your mother and me's marriage, I was overjoyed. I immediately called your mother to tell her, and

she was also very excited, busy day and night preparing for the wedding. At that time, I thought that since your

mother and I would be living in Beijing after the wedding, I simply quit my job and booked a room for her in a hotel.

When I wasn't busy with work, I would go to Shanghai to stay with your mother for a couple of days.

Feng Chengliang was immersed in the happiness of those memories. He took out a photo from his pocket and said, "Look,

this is my wedding photo with your mother." Liang Jun took the wedding photo with trembling hands. In the photo,

the woman was particularly dignified, with a happy face. So, this was his mother. Liang Jun's heart

trembled . His hands shook, and he wanted to touch the mother in the photo, but tears kept

flowing down his face, blurring his vision. He wiped the tears with his sleeve, but as soon as he wiped, the tears

welled up again. His lips began to tremble, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment, a broad shoulder embraced him. Without looking, he knew by feeling that it was Feng Chengliang's

embrace. Both men, one big and one small, had tears in their eyes, and the women in the room sobbed softly.

Even Long Zaitian's eyes were red. "

But later, one time, I went abroad for a business trip. That Sunday, while I was visiting a hotel in Shanghai, news came

from back home a hotel had caught fire. My heart pounded wildly, I panicked terribly, and I couldn't

concentrate on my research anymore. I rushed back home, but it was too late. My love, your mother

had already left us forever.

" At this point, Feng Chengliang's voice trembled. He tilted his head back, clearly trying his best

to control himself. After half a minute, he continued with difficulty, "At that time, I thought you and your mother had perished together

. I cried for your mother, and I cried for you. You were only a year old. You were my son. Every time I

saw you, I held you to my chest, oh dear." "My dear, back then, even though you couldn't speak,

your rosy cheeks and little red lips would smile at me. Your grandfather urged me many times

to bring you to Beijing as soon as possible; he wanted to see you. He said the Feng family had many children, but only one

grandson, and he hadn't seen you yet.

" For some reason, Liang Jun felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this. Although he had been quite resistant to Feng Chengliang earlier , perhaps it was a call of kinship, a bloodline connection, that made his heart clench

upon hearing Feng Chengliang's words. He seemed to see that faded era, a middle-aged man lifting him high and sweetly kissing him; he seemed to see an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, eagerly waiting to hold him. But this familial joy was taken away by that fire.

When I saw your mother's body, I didn't find you. I searched frantically for you, thinking you

had perished like your mother. Although you didn't live to see your grandfather, you were still a member of the Feng family and

should be in the Feng family ancestral grave. I was determined to find your body. But I searched for a long time and still couldn't

find you. I was puzzled; where did you go? Since then, I haven't heard from you at all.

None of us know if you went with your mother or if you ended up somewhere else. Just a few days ago,

this lady contacted me, saying she had found someone who might be you. I could hardly believe it,

so I arranged for your Uncle Yun to meet with you, obtained your blood sample, and did a test. It really was you!

Knowing you were still alive and that we had found you, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep for three days and three nights. I had wanted to

see you for a long time, but I had been tied up with various matters and hadn't been able to come. Today, I've finally come.

Upon hearing Feng Chengliang's account, Liang Jun's tears flowed again. From his earliest memories, he

had lived in a small mountain village, in a farming family. That family wasn't particularly kind or unkind to him,

but they had never cared for him. Later, he went to live with his third aunt, and then to Shanghai.

Only later did he learn that the farmer wasn't his father, which confirmed his feelings that the man

wasn't his father. His mother had unintentionally revealed that she had always

paid for his life with that farmer's family. However, his third aunt had never told him who his father was, and he had never

asked. He felt that the farmer had instilled in him good habits from childhood. No one cared for him, no one

restrained him, and he was very free. He could do whatever he wanted

without any moral or ethical constraints or regulations. It was so comfortable. Because his life wasn't particularly difficult growing up, and

even after moving in with his mother, he still didn't struggle financially, he had little concept of a father.

He felt he didn't need a father; no one dared to bully him, and he didn't need a father to provide

a comfortable life. Conversely, without a father, there was no one to discipline him, which felt incredibly free.

This was his life from his earliest memories, and he truly didn't know his

origins where had he gone? Why wasn't he with his mother? Who rescued him? To find

the answers, he could only ask one person: his mother. Thinking this,

Liang Jun looked at his mother, and everyone else in the room naturally looked at her as well, because only

his mother could answer, or rather, she had to explain, where she had found this child.

When everyone's eyes turned to their mother, her face flushed instantly. She finally managed to calm

down and looked up, her gaze sweeping across everyone's faces before settling on Liang Jun's eyes. Her

eyes were filled with loving kindness. Finally, she mustered her courage and said, "Actually, your mother didn't burn to death

; she was murdered."

Everyone except Feng Chengliang gasped in surprise, "Ah…"

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