Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  Lu Yichen's black eyes were half-closed, and he was keenly aware that the old man's attitude was unusual. "Jiajia said that she was named after Mrs. Song."

  Lu Yuede stared at his grandson for three seconds, and the newspaper mentioned it forward, blocking his vision.

  Lu Yichen knew that he had guessed right when he looked at him.

  Because the old man was caught off guard against the death of a heart attack in his previous life, he did not have time to study the problem. In this life, he can see clearly.

"It seems that Jiajia used her father's surname. Before she passed away, Grandma Song really hoped that Jiajia would use her original surname, but the reason was not what she thought." It is possible that the old man was entrusted to take care of Jiajia, so she insisted on Jiajia. Using the original surname, I hope she will find her family one day.

  "If I remember correctly, Jiajia came to Lu's house at the age of three. At first, Grandma Song didn't intend to let her be adopted, but she changed her mind for some reason." Lu Yichen stared at the newspaper in front of her meaningfully.

   "What are you going to do to check these?" Lu Yuede gave Lu Yichen a displeased look. "Chuangshi can make you so idle?"

   "I guess it was Grandma Song who learned that Jiajia's parents had passed away, and she was very ill, so a certain one made her granddaughter a granddaughter." Lu Yichen ignored the sudden decline of a certain popularity, and said in a cold and calm voice.

  Grandpa Lu finally looked at his grandson, his face a little stern. "What on earth do you want to do? Let Jiajia recognize the ancestors? Prove that you are not brothers and sisters?"

  He “bang!” patted the newspaper on the coffee table, and the cups on the tea tray on the coffee table jumped up.

  "Don’t think I don’t know what you think about Jiajia! Tell you, as long as the old man is still there, you will stop thinking about being unrealistic!"

  Lu Yichen was wearing a white shirt and black suit, a tie, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He sat upright on the sofa with a gentle and perfect smile on his lips. "Grandpa should have checked it secretly these years. It's been fifteen years, and he should already know who Jiajia is."

  No need to ask now.

  Lu Yuede's old face was gloomy, and he didn't want to pay attention to his grandson at all. "Don't even think about anyone surnamed Li! He deserves to die!"

   "Is he your rival?"

   "What have you learned abroad in the past two years?" Lu Yuede said displeased.

   "It's not your rival, why do you hate him so much?"

  The old man sneered, his eyes full of disgust and indifference, and he said nothing.

  Although he hates some people, he doesn’t have the habit of being a Taoist person at this age.

  Lu Yichen was an accident. Didn't the two elders end up with each other when they were young? Chuangshi's industrial chain involves all aspects, including arms business, and has contacts with many people in the military and political circles, but it has bypassed the Li family alone.

At the    ball, Lao Li met Jiajia at first sight. When she learned that she was Miss Lu's family, her expression was stiff for a moment. Now it is intriguing to think about the meaning.

   "Jia Jia's identity may not be kept for long." Lu Yichen remembered the event at the ball. Not only Marshal Li, but General Li was also present.

  Although the Li family is not interested in entertainment newspapers, but after meeting Jia Jia, she will definitely inquire about it. Knowing her name is Li Jia.

   "What do you mean?" Lu Yuede looked upset.

   "Lao Li has met Jiajia and saw her right away. I guess Jiajia looks similar to her parents."

   Lao Li's temper is notorious for Mao Keng Shishi's temper, smelly and hard, and almost no one knows just like his prominent identity. The only thing that gives a good face is his granddaughter.

  It is absolutely impossible for him to like Jiajia for no reason.