Chapter 6 Allen
It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when the ball was over. Although Molly felt tired, she was still very excited when she thought of Kevin's livid face.
The only thing that made her feel a little regretful was that she didn't see her little brother in Cheng Family today
Thinking of her childhood, Molly still felt very happy.
Sure enough, the happiest time in life was no more than childhood.
But today, she met Charles the current power holder of the Cheng family, his wife, his daughter and son.
Charles and his wife looked quite harmonious, but his son and his daughter all had the feeling of watching the eyes of others. After a short conversation, Molly didn't feel good.
Especially Charles's son, his way looking at Molly made her feel very uncomfortable.
Molly couldn't help but doubt that Charles and his wife were not as kind as she saw, because of they have such a pair of children.
For some reason, after she was reborn, she thought of Allen from time to time. At this time, when she saw this situation, she thought of him losing his parents at such a young age, and having such sister and brother in law at the same age with him. How was his life these years?
Would her uncle's son and daughter bully him?
If they didn't get along well with each other, he must have a hard time. If they did get along well with each other, would Allen be the same as her uncle's son and daughter?
Molly shook her head and drove this idea out of her mind. 'No, it won't be like that. Uncle Cheng taught the little brother when he was alive. The little brother would never be like that.' But she was still a little worried.
Looking at her brother, Farrell, who was sitting aside and playing the iPad, Molly asked him.
"Brother, do you still remember Allen?"
Farrell put down the IPad, and asked puzzled, "Allen? Uncle Cheng's son? Why do you suddenly remember to ask him?"
"We went to the Cheng family's party today. It suddenly occurred to me that Allen was also in Cheng family, but I didn't see him today. Is he not here recently? " Molly asked.
"You don't know?" Farrell turned around.
"What do I know?" She threw the question back.
All of a sudden, he realized something. He picked up the IPad again and said to Molly calmly, "I don't know much about this question. When we come back, you can ask our parents. They know it better." "Brother, what are you talking about? It's okay if you don't tell me. You even rise my appetite about it." Molly said in a coquettish tone.
Farrell looked up and said nothing.
It was already very late when she got home. Although she had a lot of questions in her mind, she had to wait until the second day.
But Molly tossed and turned in bed yesterday and couldn't fall asleep, so she got up late on the second day as expected.
She packed herself up in a hurry and went out as soon as possible, forgetting to ask her mother about that matter.
Molly had been studying two years in graduate school, and there were many tasks assigned by her master to complete. When she thought of this question again, more than a week had passed. "Mom, do you know how is Mrs. Cheng's son now?" After dinner, Molly caught her mother who was walking outside.
"Your aunt's son?" It took her a while to realize who Molly was talking about. "You mean Allen?"
"Yes! It's Allen! "
"Alas!" Mrs. Su sighed and said, "When his dad and mom passed away, he was still so young. How could he live? His uncle could only guarantee that he would live a carefree life Besides, his uncle has a son and a daughter, so he can't pay too much attention to him."
Thinking of Allen's family, Molly was a little worried.
"But why do you remember to ask Allen?"
"Didn't we go to Cheng family's party a few days ago? I thought it was his home, but I didn't see him. Is he not in B city now?" "I asked my brother, but he didn't tell me either. I just want to ask you," she added Her mother sighed again. It seemed that she was hesitating whether she should tell Molly what had happened.
"What happened? Why are you so embarrassed?"
Molly had a bad feeling. Her heart beat faster and faster, and the blue veins on her forehead kept beating.