Chapter 110 1/2

The world collapsed and reshaped, and did Jiang Li give birth to their child?

Excitement surged in his mind, boiling his blood.

The little kid is his son!

He has a wife and a child!

How does he have a wife and child?

How…? Could it be that his wife from a past life brought their son to find him?

Doubt restrained Cen Lang. A cruel truth: what’s a huge deal for Cen Lang isn’t the same in Jiang Li’s eyes.

From Jiang Li’s perspective, recognising his father is evidently more important.

Cen Lang is willing to compromise to address the main conflict first.

Jiang Li, Jiang Wanlan, and Lu Jing are not familiar; they need someone to act as a buffer.

Wait… Suddenly, Cen Lang’s mind cleared. Jiang Li’s recent actions all seemed like he had known he was the kid’s father for a while.

Jiang Li knows!

From the kid’s words and daily interactions, Jiang Li, who is cautious about raising a child alone, unexpectedly agrees to let a man he just met take the kid out, even staying under the same roof during the Omega sensitive period.

If it were someone else, he would have called the police to kick them out!

Jiang Li knows everything but doesn’t intend to tell him.

Cen Lang knows that if he reveals it now, it means letting Lu Jing and Jiang Wanlan know Jiang Li’s attitude, making himself the common enemy this family uses to break the ice!

Dad will protect the child, and the child will hide behind his dad. No one cares about the feelings of this newly appointed dad.

Cen Lang calmly folds up the paternity test report, glossing over the matter and diverting Lu Jing’s attention: “Jiang Li grew up in an orphanage.”

Jiang Wanlan’s expression changed.

Cen Lang stopped there and said, “He’s off work; please restrain your emotions. Let’s talk somewhere else.”

This is Jiang Li’s workplace entrance; it is not suitable.

Lu Jing: “Okay.”

When Jiang Li came out of the institute, the three were still discussing the paternity test. Wang Wang had already swiftly held the kid at the door.

Cen Lang went over and held the little kid, feeling heavier.

“Dr. Xiao Jiang, General Jiang, and General Lu would like to invite you to dinner to thank you for developing the adenoma drug. Is that okay?”

Jiang Li felt the atmosphere was inexplicable. Looking into Cen Lang’s eyes and the eyes of others, he took Jiang Wangxing into his arms, feeling reassured: “Sure.”

The 1.5 million from Jiang’s husband was the key to raising the kid easily these past two years. Jiang Li felt grateful and said, “I’ll treat.”

He noticed the kid hadn’t been seen for a while and seemed different, like he was shining and looking like a wealthy son.

After looking for a while, Jiang Li found Cen Lang had put a gem-studded duckbill cap on the kid, like the crown of an heir.

Jiang Li poked at the gems; they were firmly embedded and wouldn’t be picked off and put into the kid’s mouth.

“This expensive hat, let the Cen team take it back; it’s easy to attract attention on the street.”

Cen Lang: “As long as I’m holding him, who dares to scheme?”

Jiang Wanlan tightly held Lu Jing’s arm, so she wouldn’t lose her composure.

Cen Lang glanced at the little kid and thought, Luckily, he didn’t find out the truth until after the kid got married, or his mood would be as complicated as General Jiang’s.

He’s still young and much calmer than General Jiang.

Jiang Li booked a private room in the hotel. When he was confirming at the front desk, Cen Lang suddenly asked Wang Wang to take the child and Jiang General Lu in first.

Jiang Li: “Wang Xing…” How could he just hand him over to someone else?

Even with Cen Lang’s bodyguards, even though General Jiang looks very approachable,.

Cen Lang felt fortunate for his unique trust in himself but also felt sorry for Jiang Li’s heartache.

Jiang Li is a cautious person, yet he’s willing to entrust the kid to another unfamiliar dad. He seems to naturally have a fondness for the “dad” identity.

Cen Lang could almost deduce that Jiang Li really wants a dad.

Jiang Li doesn’t know that Jiang Wanlan is his dad and is wary of him.

Cen Lang grasped his wrist, walked to the nearby French window, opened the adoption website’s title, and said, “General Jiang’s photo has been on here for fifteen years.”

Jiang Li’s expression blanked for a moment. He took the phone, glanced at the information, then looked up at Cen Lang. “What do you mean?”

Cen Lang: “I’m sorry for not getting your permission. I did a paternity test.”

What, a paternity test?!

Jiang Li took a step back, looking like he might turn and run at any moment, and asked, “For whom?”

What does “General Jiang’s photo has been on here for fifteen years” mean? Is it accusing him of not being honest, causing Cen Lang and General Jiang to not recognise the child?

Cen Lang secretly gritted his teeth, but this was just to scare the snake out of the grass. Clearly, the context was about Jiang Wanlan searching for his child. Yet, when it comes to the test, Jiang Li’s first reaction is still about Cen Lang and the kid.

Jiang Li is fully aware!

Cen Lang: “Because you were at work, it’s for the kid and Jiang Wanlan. They have a generational blood relationship.”

One sentence drilled into Jiang Li’s ears, breaking down into two: it’s not a paternity test for Cen Lang and the kid; the kid and Jiang Wanlan are grandfather and grandson.

Jiang Li’s eyelashes suddenly trembled violently. He reached out to support the wall. “You mean…”

He has a dad? His dad has been looking for him all this time.

Cen Lang: “Just as you thought.”

He succinctly told Jiang Li the insider information he knew.

“If you want to meet them, then go in. If you’re not ready for it yet, I’ll take you away.”

Jiang Li clenched his palms calmly, murmuring, “Leave?”

Cen Lang smiled. “Leaving the kid here will be enough for them to play with for a day.”

Putting himself in another’s shoes, he could lend his just-recognised biological son to Jiang Wanlan for a day and exchange Jiang Wanlan’s son for him.

Exchanging sons, it’s fair.

Jiang Li was suddenly amused by Cen Lang’s sudden humour, lifting his clear and bright eyes and saying, “I’m not that timid.”

There’s nothing Jiang Li wouldn’t face, including the birth of his stage fright, because he’s too brave, repeatedly facing bullying at a young age.

Cen Lang chuckled. “Then let’s go in.”

He said it as if it were only natural. It wasn’t until they went in that Jiang Li began to ponder: What role did Cen Lang play in all of this?

While Cen Lang had a separate conversation outside, Jiang Wanlan anxiously awaited the outcome.

Jiang Wangxing looked at the two uncles in confusion and asked, “Uncle, are you going to cry?”

Jiang Wanlan: “No, why would uncle—”