Jiang Zhe asked Auntie Li to bring her bag and phone over. He had to find out what her relationship with Huo Ci and Third Master Jun was.
Jun Shiyan called him on her phone.
âThis doesnât prove anything, does it?â Jiang Zhe looked at the displayed name with a confused expression. Did Brain Duke[1] mean husband? Was this how young people rolled these days?
âIf this doesnât prove anything, you can unlock her phone, Mr. Jiang. The password is 0712, which is my birthday.â Jun Shiyan looked at the words on her phone.
The young lady had added a note for him: You will not live for more than two years.
Later, she had changed the note to: Brain Duke, you have to live a long life!
He had never known why sheâd wanted to note down that he would not live for more than two years. Did she really want him to die quickly? He would ask her sooner or later.
Jiang Zhe unlocked the phone and saw the wallpaperâa picture of Jun Shiyanâs profile. Despite confirming it, he refused to let her go. âHold on, I need to find her personally to confirm this.â
What kind of relationship did that young lady have with Sixth Brother? Was he being nosy? If she was really Third Master Junâs woman, what would he do now?
How should he explain when the young lady woke up tomorrow?
âMaster, I think he must have called the Sixth Master. Can we take her away?â An Yan whispered.
Jun Shiyan said, âI must take her away today.â
An Yan only dared to complain in his mind. But thatâs not necessarily going to happen. If the Fourth Master insisted on not letting her go, could he go in and snatch her?
Jiang Zhe moved his phone far away and frowned when he heard Huo Ciâs angry bellow. âLetâs talk this out. Who is this young lady?â
âMy daughter and your biological niece! Go f*cking beat Old Master Jun to death! Did you hear that? If you dare give her to him, Iâll fly over and kill you!â
Jiang Zhe was dumbfounded. His voice changed as he said, âSixth Brother, are you lying to me? Whereâs the child? On the 15th, I saw Old Master and Old Madam with a child.â
âDamn, thatâs my grandson. Did you f*cking think he was my son? Where the f*ck did I get this son? Go and beat him to death, do you hear me?â
âDonât get agitated. Letâs wait. Youâre saying that Ling Sheng is your daughter and my biological niece and that child is Ling Shengâs son. That means he is Third Master Jun and Ling Shengâs son.â
âScram! Heâs my grandson. He has nothing to do with Third Master Jun!â
âOkay, I understand. Iâll get rid of him first. Weâll talk when we get back.â
Jiang Zhe felt that he was very adaptable, but how had Sixth Brother suddenly acquired a daughter and a grandson? He should be forgiven for being a little muddled.
What kind of relationship did they have?
Jun Shiyan looked at Jiang Zhe. âIs Mr. Jiang sure now?â
Jiang Zhe smiled. âThird Master Jun, are you and Ling Sheng a couple?â
Jun Shiyan nodded.
Jiang Zheâs handsome face was serious. âIâm sorry, but Iâm her biological uncle. I wonât hand my drunk niece over to a man. I hope you can understand my difficult position.â
Jun Shiyan choked. Huo Ci was her uncle. Now, another uncle had popped out. âMr. Jiang, how can you prove that youâre her uncle?â
âYouâre Gu Zhenglingâs son. Please show me proof that itâs true!â Jiang Zhe turned around, his gentle eyes full of mockery.
An Yan could not help but almost laugh.
This was a fake question. He was asking him to prove that his old man was really his old man.
[1] Rhymes with husband in Chinese.