Frowning her brows in displeasure, she glanced at Uncle Zhang angrily and said, "Just tell me if you find out anything."
Hearing the displeasure in the old lady's tone, Uncle Zhang naturally did not dare to neglect it. Regardless of whether the result of what he said was good or bad for the old lady, as a servant of the Jun family, what he had to do was to tell the truth.
Just telling each other.
"Yes, old lady."
Uncle Zhang nodded. When he thought of what he was going to say next, the excitement in his eyes still covered up the slight hesitation and struggle in his heart.
"Old madam, that child is really the young master. He was born to the young master and his mistress, uh, to Dr. Ji. Back then, Dr. Ji did not abort the child."
Uncle Zhang's answer seemed to be within the old lady's expectation. Hearing what Uncle Zhang said, the old lady was not surprised, but the shrewd eyes behind the lenses were deep in thought.
Uncle Zhang didn't know what the old lady was thinking, he just saw her looking out the window without saying anything, and he didn't know whether the existence of this child was a welcome thing to her.
After all, the old lady hated the former young lady very much, and besides, there is still Miss Meishan.
She is the young mistress of the Jun family appointed by the old lady. Would Miss Meishan want the young master to exist?
Uncle Zhang was also a little worried in his heart. After all, the young master is the young master's biological son. How could he bear it if he just didn't want it.
The young master is so cute, and he and he have been getting along well these past two days. I'm afraid the young master still doesn't know that the young master is his son at this time.
But even so, the nature of father and son is still indelible.
Otherwise, how could someone like the young master, who avoids strangers, be willing to "sleep in the same bed" with the young master?
"Old Zhang."
Just when Uncle Zhang was lost in his own thoughts, the old lady's voice brought him back to his senses.
He raised his eyes and saw that the old lady's realization had been withdrawn from the window. The eyes looking at him showed a bit of seriousness and sharpness, and she said to him:
"You go out first, don't tell the young master about this first."
Uncle Zhang was a little surprised by the old lady's instructions, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he nodded and turned around and went out.
After Uncle Zhang went out, the old lady's eyes became a bit complicated. Thinking of the naughty little guy, she finally sighed.
After all, he is still the eldest grandson of her Jun family, her darling, and her first great-grandson. How could she bear to let go of him?
However, he was him, Ji Ran was Ji Ran, and she would not allow Ji Ran to re-enter the Jun family.
But there is goodness on the other side.
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What would she think if she knew that the child was born to Ah Cheng and Ji Ran?
She was already worried about Ah Cheng's cancellation of the engagement. If she hadn't suppressed it, I'm afraid the matter would have escalated to a point where things couldn't be resolved.
Alas~~~ Let’s deal with this child’s matter decisively when the time comes.
She had to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
But at this time, in Jun Yucheng's room, there was a different atmosphere.
The room was eerily quiet, with moonlight streaming in through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows and hitting the exaggerated luxurious bed.
The little guy was sitting alone on the bed. In front of him was a chess set that had been photographed but had not been touched yet.
From time to time, I saw that his eyes were cast towards someone who was standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, deep in thought, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.