Translator: Zayn_
After Jiang Zhihan recovered from his shock, he didnât even have time to think about whether he should tell Song Qingyu about the siblings when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He took it out and saw that it was a message from Fang Yan.
The content of the message was related to Jiang Yi.
Jiang Qingyan saw that his expression wasnât right, so he quickly raised his paw and patted Song Zhijinâs arm.â Meow-â
âBrother asked if something happened to Daddy,â the latter translated smoothly.
Jiang Zhihan didnât treat the two of them like ordinary kids. He flipped through his phone and let them read Fang Yanâs message.
Song Zhijin was still young. Although he could recognize most of the words, he read slowly.
So, while she was still reading every word, Jiang Qingyan had already run out.
At the same time, Jiang Yi hugged Song Qingyuâs leg and said,â
âAuntie! I came to the company with Little Uncle today!â
âUncle Fang said that I could come and find you!â
These two short sentences stunned everyone in the office.
Except for Jiang Qingyan, who had just run in.
âMeow!â
The kittenâs meowing was particularly abrupt at this moment.
It wasnât just the secretaries. Even Jiang Yi and Song Qingyu looked in the direction of the catâs meowing.
âKitty.â Jiang Yi was a little excited.
He had also thought about raising a pet, but he had never dared to mention it to anyone before.
With his words, the others also came back to their senses one after another.
They looked at Jiang Yi and Song Qingyu, then at the cat.
âWhatâs wrong with this cat? Why was there a cat in the company? Who brought them here?â
âTsk, I hate these hairy things the most. What if they bite people?â
âThis is an office. Who brought a cat here? Do you want to be fired?â
Song Qingyu didnât pay attention to the chattering.
As she pushed away Jiang Yi who was hugging her tightly, she stared at the kitten that was staring at her without dodging.
The moment she saw the cat, she thought of Zhizhi.
They looked exactly the same, and their eyes were exactly the same green.
It was just one size smaller than Zhizhiâ¦
Even if they were siblings from the same litter, or if they were the offspring of a female cat, they wouldnât be so similar!
Jiang Qingyan didnât know what Song Qingyu was thinking, but when he saw her looking over, he immediately meowed at her and sat up straight.
When the people around saw the cat barking at Song Qingyu, their gazes were complicated.
âIs this cat also Mr. Barkerâs?â
If the cat and Jiang Yi were so familiar with Song Qingyuâ¦Then, Song Qingyu and Jiang Zhihanâs relationship must be extraordinary!
Everyone turned to look at him.
Song Qingyou had no choice but to shift her attention away from the kitten as she turned to look at Shen Fei while holding Jiang Yiâs hand,â
âSister Shen, why donât you send Jiang Yi to Special Assistant Fang first?â
This time, Shen Fei had yet to respond when Fang Yan rushed over.
However, this time, he didnât come to take Jiang Yi away. Instead, he looked directly at Song Qingyu.
âI have something to trouble you with, Miss Song.â
Shen Fei, please take care of Jiang Yi.â
âAlright!â Shen Fei replied immediately.
Song Qingyu quickly followed Fang Yan, occasionally turning back to look at him.
As she expected, the cat that looked like Zhizhi followed her.
There was also a discussion behind him.
â That cat is indeed here for Song Qingyu. Cats and humans recognize her. What do you think her relationship with Mr. Jiang is?â
Before she could finish her sentence, Shen Fei reprimanded her.â This is the company. Itâs working hours now. Weâre not here to gossip!â
âBefore I joined the company, I emphasized that no one should inquire about Mr. Barkerâs matters. This is the rule of the secretary department!â
As soon as he said that, the people gathered in the office immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Song Qingyu couldnât hear the commotion behind her anymore, so she asked
Fang Yan,â
âI wonder why Assistant Fang is looking for me?â
âIâve just joined the company. I canât help much.â
Fang Yan thought for a moment and told the truth,âActually, Iâm not sure eitherâ¦â Itâs Mr. Barkerâs instructions.â
âThen where did this cat behind us come from?â Song Qingyu nodded. Did Mr.
Barker bring her here?â
Fang Yan glanced at the cat that was following behind Song Qingyu.â I brought it.â
âAssistant Fangâs cat?â
âI didnât raise him.â Fang Yan said,âI was picked upâ¦â If you have any questions, you should ask Mr. Barker. I donât know much.â
What he knew was basically a guess.
She knew that Song Zhijin might be the bossâs daughter, and her surname was Song.
And now, he had specially called Song Qingyu over.
Then he guessed that Song Qingyu was Song Zhijinâs biological mother. That wasnât too much, right?
The only suspicious point was Song Qingyuâs age.
So youngâ¦She didnât look like someone who had such an elder daughter⦠Fang Yan was deep in thought, glancing at Song Qingyu from time to time.
The latter had noticed it long ago, but he only felt that Fang Yanâs gaze was strange.
Ding!
The elevator soon reached the top floor.
Fang Yan shook off all the ideas in his mind and brought her to the door of the lounge.
âMiss Song, please.â
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yan turned around and left.
Song Qingyu knocked on the door and walked in.
She had only met Jiang Zhihan a few times. Even though she felt like they had been âfriendsâ for a long time, they were still not familiar with each other.
So, along the way, she was wondering why Jiang Zhihan was looking for her. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered, she saw Jiang Zhihan holding a small cake. He was feeding a little girl.
The little girlâs mouth was still stained with cake crumbs. At first glance, she looked cute and delicate. She looked very obedient as she lowered her eyes to eat the cake.
Just as Song Qingyu was wondering if this was Jiang Zhihanâs niece, the child suddenly looked up.
That faceâ¦He was clearly similar to Jiang Zhihan!
The only difference was the color of her eyes. Jiang Zhihanâs eyes were green, but the girlâs eyes were black.
Song Qingyu was surprised for a moment, but before she could hide her emotions, the little girl jumped down from the sofa and ran up to her. She looked up, blinked her big eyes, and smiled brightly.
âMommy!â
Song Qingyu froze on the spot.
Jiang Zhihan coughed uncomfortably.
âZhijin, come back.â
âDo you still remember what I told you just now?â
Song Zhijinâs smile disappeared and he said,â I remember.â
âDad said that the people here are different from the ones I know. I canât call them Dad and Mom directlyâ¦But, Dad, there are no outsiders nowâ¦â
Song Qingyuâs eyelids twitched when she heard the child calling her âdaddyâ.
She didnât think that Jiang Zhihan would let his daughter call anyone âmommyâ. Moreover, at her age, it was difficult for her to have such an old daughter.
So, where did this little girl and the cat behind her come from?
As Song Qingyu watched the kitten skillfully jump onto the sofa, she looked straight at Jiang Zhihan and silently urged him to give an explanation.