Chapter 535 Extra: The child traveled through time ten years ago 14
"have."
“There are many people in the family.”
“But you don’t need to pay attention.”
“You just need to know me and grandpa.”
As for the others...he and the old man's attitude is that they only want to please Qingyou.
Lu Ziyan looked matter-of-fact.
Based on his answer, Song Qingyou could guess that the other family members should be said to be branches of the Lu family.
"Do you have any other questions?"
Lu Ziyan is very patient when facing his new sister.
Song Qingyou thought for a while: "Grandpa now..."
"I have arranged for an assistant to pick up grandpa." Lu Ziyan's smile became more genuine. "Grandpa is currently living in a nursing home. He occasionally gets confused. When he is sober, he often urges me to find you."
Lu Ziyan can be said to have been raised by the old man, and he has a very deep relationship.
Now Song Qingyou not only did not think about the Lu Group, but also specifically asked the old man about it. Naturally, he became more and more pleased with this newly recognized sister.
Song Qingyou’s eyes were as clear as a painting, and she said yes and did not ask any more questions.
Lu Ziyan glanced at Jiang Zhihan, who was greeted by Song Xingye and sat down. "Since you have nothing to ask, it's my turn."
"Although we have just met and I have no right to interfere with your personal affairs, I still want an explanation... What is going on between you and Mr. Jiang?"
Perhaps because he asked about Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihan, Lu Ziyan's expression turned very bad. Especially when he looked at the latter, he always gave people the feeling that he was going to be put into trouble in the next second.
Song Qingyou twitched the corner of her mouth and coughed slightly uncomfortably, trying to be vague:
"As you can see, Zhijin, Zhijin is the daughter of me and Jiang... Zhihan."
Lu Ziyan: “…”
Lu Ziyan couldn't bear it: "Zhijin said she was six years old this year. Six years ago, you were only 14 years old, even if you gave her best. 14 years old? Underage?! If this is really the case, I will arrange for someone to call the police immediately."
In fact, after the DNA test results came out, he asked his assistant to check the situation of Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihan.
According to the life trajectories of the two of them, it stands to reason that they have not met each other for more than ten years.
But the existence of Song Zhijin made Lu Ziyan suspect that the two of them might have had a one-night affair, and then they separated and only recently reunited.
—The above speculations are all based on novels that Assistant Lu Ziyan read in private.
Song Qingyou pursed her lips and had to remind:
“Six years ago, Mr. Jiang was seventeen years old and also a minor.”
Lu Ziyan: “…”
He was silent for two seconds and then asked: "So, you didn't know each other or met six years ago, right?"
Jiang Zhihan and Song Qingyou looked at each other.
The two of them had an inexplicable tacit understanding and both chose to remain silent.
Song Xingye, who knew the situation, didn't say anything. He never liked to meddle in other people's affairs, so as not to become the kind of elder who would be hated by young people.
Song Zhijin was sitting on a chair swinging her legs, adhering to the principle that children should not interrupt adults' conversations, and quietly accepted her grandfather's feeding.
Lu Ziyan glanced at several people and sighed:
“Zhijin is already so old. It’s easy to find out whether you have had her with you in the past few years…”
Not to mention that it is easy to check whether there is a baby around. As long as Lu Ziyan uses some connections to check Song Zhijin, he will find that not only does she have no household registration and identity, but also that she has no other 'traces of existence'.
Song Qingyou looked at Jiang Zhihan again, and the latter nodded this time.
As a result, Lu Ziyan, like Song Xingye, had his three views shattered.
He also wanted to question and refute.
But looking at Song Qingyou's expression, it didn't look like he was joking.
Immediately, he and Song Xingye had the same reaction, and both looked at the cat said to be his nephew.
Shocked to the point of speechlessness.jpg.
Song Zhijin's loudspeaker started operating: "My brother is calling uncle."
Lu Ziyan stared blankly at the quiet and well-behaved cat on the ground, and also noticed that the color of the cat's pupils was the same as Jiang Zhihan's. He bent down and touched the cat's head, "Be good."
Lu Ziyan, whose outlook on life was shattered, was so confused that he could no longer remember that he wanted to question Jiang Zhihan.
Fortunately, the assistant picked up people very quickly.
In addition, Mr. Lu happened to be awake. As soon as he heard that he might have found his granddaughter, he took the initiative to get into the wheelchair and asked his assistant to push him there without any urging.
The moment he really saw Song Qingyou, the old man stood up instantly, his eyes filled with unconcealable joy.
Song Qingyou helped.
Tears burst into the old man's eyes, and his voice trembled: "Manzhen, it's my Manzhen, Manzhen is back!"
That confident and joyful tone all proved how similar Song Qingyou was to his mother.
Lu Ziyan was heartbroken and walked to the other side to support the old man.
“Grandpa, this is not my aunt, this is my aunt’s daughter.”
“Yes, it’s not Manzhen.” The old man nodded, “It’s Xiaoxiao!”
“Xiaoxiao’s current name is Song Qingyou.”
Mr. Lu kept nodding in response, but he just held Song Qingyou's wrist and refused to let go. He couldn't stop mumbling about how much she looked like Lu Man.
It wasn't until the excitement passed that the old man was helped to sit down.
After introducing each other, Song Xingye was thanked endlessly by the old man.
“You are Xiaoxiao’s adoptive father. We are a family. From now on, let Zi Yan honor you too!”
Hearing this, Song Xingye declined again.
Subsequently, Mr. Lu’s eyes fell on Jiang Zhihan and Song Zhijin.
Lu Ziyan was the first to speak: "Grandpa, this is the current president of Jiangyuan Group, Mr. Jiang Zhihan. He is friends with Xiaoxiao. This child is Mr. Jiang's daughter."
Speaking, he winked at the father and daughter.
Trying to stop the two of them from telling the truth.
Unfortunately, the old man is not easy to fool when he is awake.
At this time, Song Zhijin saw her great-grandfather looking over and subconsciously gave him a smile.
When she smiles, she looks a bit like Song Qingyou.
The old man narrowed his eyes: "What's the little girl's name?"
Lu Ziyan: “Grandpa—”
"I'm not asking you, I'm asking the little girl, are you a little girl?"
Song Zhijin smiled
—Every time I see my great-grandfather and uncle choking, it’s funny.
“Little girl, what’s your name?” The old man asked again.
“Song Zhijin! Grandpa, my name is Song Zhijin!”
Well, not to mention how obvious the name is, just this familiar title can explain everything.
“Zhijin…who is your mother?”
Song Zhijin looked at Lu Ziyan.
The old man snorted softly, "Zi Yan, since this little girl looks at you, then it's up to you!"
Lu Ziyan: “…”
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“Grandpa, please don’t get too excited. You are not in good health now...”
“Do you still need to say that?” Mr. Lu rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at Jiang Zhihan.
“Lu Ziyan is dawdling, what about you? You don’t want to say it either?”
(End of this chapter)