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Song Zhijin was quite excited when he got into the car.
After all, she had heard from her great-grandfather about the past. He even said that it was not easy for her mother to return to the Lu family.
Now that she had helped her mother, she naturally felt happy.
However, she was not happy for long before she was stunned by Lu Ziyanâs questioning.
Many six-year-old children were more âemotional.â As long as someone objected or showed a disapproving expression, they would cry and make a scene.
It was precisely because of this that there were many devilish children in this age group.
Song Zhijin was said to be lying, so of course he felt wronged.
However, she remembered Song Qingyuâs words. If she only cried when she was misunderstood, she would continue to be misunderstood and wouldnât even have a chance to explain.
Therefore, she only held back the tears that were close to her eyes and said in a muffled voice,
âIâm not lying! Iâm telling the truth!â
Lu Ziyan did not say anything, as if he was evaluating the credibility of the child in front of him.
Jiang Qingyan, who was in the cat bag, saw that his sister was about to cry. He couldnât help but scratch the zipper.
The sound of metal colliding made Song Zhijin look over.
â Meow, meow, meow-â
The cat bag wasnât soundproof, and a few meows could be heard.
Lu Ziyan didnât care much.
But Song Zhijin calmed down.
She snorted.â Uncle, as long as you do a DNA test, youâll know if Iâm lying! But-
But what?â Lu Ziyan thought that the child wanted to negotiate.
However, the next moment, she heard a sentence.â But Uncle actually suspected that I was lying. The person I like the most in the future will not be Uncle!â
After saying that, he snorted twice to show that he was angry.
If it was in the past, Lu Ziyan would not have minded it and would have treated it as a childâs angry words.
But now, he felt that Song Zhijinâs tone was very natural and intimate. It couldnât be faked.
This not only showed that the little girl really treated him as her uncle.
It was very likely that she was very familiar with him.
Why?
Did he hear it from Song Qingyu? Or Jiang Zhihan?
Unlike Jiang Zhihan, Lu Ziyan didnât have the experience of turning into a cat.
Therefore, his worldview was very materialistic.
No matter what, he couldnât think of something like âtransmigrationâ.
At most, he would guess that Song Qingyu would get pregnant at 12 or 13 and send Jiang Zhihan to prison.
When they arrived at the hospital under the Lu Corporation, the medical staff immediately arranged for the test.
With Lu Ziyanâs urging, the results would be clear in two hours.
âYou still need two hours. Do you need me to send you back?â
Despite his doubts, Lu Ziyan was still very patient with Song Zhijin. He even reached out his hand to let her hold it.
However, the child was very vengeful. He turned his head away and looked like he didnât want to talk to anyone.
If she didnât keep stealing glances at Lu Ziyanâs face, this angry look might really be able to scare people.
âMeow!â
âItâs time to go back. We snuck out.â
Jiang Qingyan felt helpless and took the opportunity to remind him.
Song Zhijin seemed to have just remembered and didnât expect his uncle to coax her. He didnât even carry the cat carrier and ran out.
In the end, Lu Ziyan carried the cat carrier and followed her.
Half an hour later, when the car stopped at the entrance of Jiangyuan Corporation, Fang Yan received the news and immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
Perhaps it was because they sneaked out to look for Lu Ziyan that the two children felt a little guilty, so they did not go out again.
It was not until five oâclock in the afternoon, when the company was about to get off work, that Jiang Qingyan reminded Song Zhijin to look for Fang Yan. The man and cat arrived just in time.
At that time, Jiang Zhihan had already gotten into the car and was waiting for Song Qingyu to arrive.
Seeing the little girl come over, he naturally couldnât reject her.
Thus, the dinner for two became three people and a cat.
Song Zhijin sat on the âbaby chairâ that the dining room had prepared. Jiang Qingyan jumped onto the chair next to him and didnât forget to ask his sister to bring him a plate.
Song Zhijin skillfully cut the steak while his brother took a bite at a time. He was very busy and was very quiet the whole time. He directly treated Song Qingyu and the other two beside him as if they didnât exist.
âZhijin often dines with us?â Song Qingyu suddenly understood.
The little girl nodded proudly and then complained,
âIn the past, Dad and Mom always liked to eat alone! He didnât even bring me and my brother out to eatâ¦Especially at night, they would eat delicious food! Brother even said that it was adult time! Humph!â
âBut I still found out!â
Jiang Zhihan was speechless.
Song Qingyu was speechless.
If he had known earlier, he wouldnât have asked.
Eat alone or somethingâ¦Ahem, it seemed that even after she and Jiang Zhihan had a child, they often went out together. This was enough to prove that they were very close.
The two of them awkwardly looked away at the same time, and in the next second, their eyes met.
Jiang Zhihan coughed and poured a glass of juice for Song Zhijin. He broke the silence,â
âDo you want some?â
He was obviously asking about the juice in his hand.
Song Qingyu glanced around the table and realized that there was no wine on it.
âMr. Barker, donât you drink?â she asked curiously.
Just as Jiang Zhihan was about to answer, Song Zhijin, who had been silent, suddenly snorted.
When the two of them looked over, she even put down her knife and fork and covered her mouth.
However, his eyes were curved from laughing, and covering his mouth was useless.
Not to mention that Jiang Qingyan meowed twice. He obviously knew why Song Zhijin was laughing.
âZhijin, what are you laughing at?â Song Qingyu asked.
Daddy Xiao.â Song Zhijin said,â Daddy doesnât drink because he canât hold his liquor well. Mommy said that if Daddy drinks too much, heâll become a different person. Heâll become even more obedient than Zhijin!â âIs that so?â Song Qingyu looked at Jiang Zhihan with a teasing look in her eyes.
âYeah!â Song Zhijin thought he was asking him, so he continued,â âMommy also said that the first time she asked Daddy if he wanted to drink, Daddy said that he wouldnât be able to sleep if he drank at nightâ¦Mom said this was⦠Yes?â
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a long time before blurting
out, âStupid duck!â
âPfft-â
Song Qingyu couldnât help but laugh.
Jiang Zhihan handed her a handkerchief helplessly.
The two of them were not close, but with Song Zhijin and Jiang Qingyan around, the two of them had a tacit understanding for no reason, and the atmosphere was even more warm and harmonious.
However, this was another matter. Jiang Zhihan didnât want the two kids to spill everything, so he changed the topic,â
I heard from Fang Yan that the two of you went out for a long time today?â
Song Qingyu also became serious.â Where did you go?â
Song Zhijin wasnât afraid of Jiang Zhihanâs cold face at all, but Song Qingyu was with him. She felt guilty and couldnât help but shrink her neck.
It was obvious that there was something fishy going on.
âNo, I didnât go anywhereâ¦â
Jiang Zhihan and Song Qingyu looked at each other in disbelief.
âFang Yan said that you went to a nearby mall?â
Since youâre going to the mall, did you see anything you want to buy?â asked the latter.
Song Zhijin was about to shake his head and say no when Jiang Qingyan stopped him.
At such a time, it was definitely not something that could be dodged by ânot havingâ or âforgetâ.
After all, Song Zhijin could even remember the words his parents said. How could an ordinary six-year-old have such a strong memory?
âMeow!â
Accompanied by the kittenâs meowing, Song Zhijin pursed his lips and chose to
tell the truth,â
âWe went to look for Uncle.â