Chapter 109 1/2

Jiang Wanlan didn’t know Lu Jing was there, but Lu Jing knew.

Seeing her ex-husband, whom she hadn’t seen in over twenty years, and hearing someone actually compare him to Lu Jing, saying there’s a kid who looks like a combination of them.

Jiang Wanlan had her back to the table where Cen Lang was seated. Cen Lang arrived late, so he didn’t see the kid, but he could tell from the childish voice that the child was no more than five years old.

Many times, Jiang Wanlan dared not look at other people’s children. He should have had one himself, but he couldn’t see him anymore.

Miss Li confidently claimed that the child looked like them, which made Jiang Wanlan feel bitter, and he dared not look anymore.

It wasn’t until Prince Wang suggested that Mrs. Cen might resemble Mr. Jiang more, and Cen Lang corrected that “Mrs. Cen” was a boy.

The Cen family is wealthy and influential. Anyone eligible to be “Mrs. Cen” should have a clean background, and that old man, Cen Wei, would investigate thoroughly.

If the child belonged to the Jiang family, given their relationship, Cen Lang wouldn’t keep it from Jiang Wanlan.

The possibility is slim, but Jiang Wanlan wouldn’t miss any chance to verify.

Lu Jing thought the same way.

At this realisation, Jiang Wanlan immediately clenched his fists.

He actually found traces of his lost son in the child’s features, as if only a year had passed and his child had grown up like this.

Jiang Wangxing became the star child of the entire hall for a moment. People from the nearby three tables gathered around to look at him, with eyes filled with excitement or surprise.

Cen Lang instantly understood Jiang Wanlan and Lu Jing’s thoughts and reexamined the child in front of him.

It has to be said that the one involved is often confused; it’s hard for him to see any resemblance between the child and himself; it’s all just nonsense from Wang and his group.

But when he compared the child to Jiang Wanlan, he could find some similarities.

Could it be that Jiang Li is…

The child wasn’t shy at all; he quickly realised his uniqueness: he was a children’s meal, and the plate was a train with an open roof. Each carriage was filled with different foods, and they would slide along the track.

“Uncle? Do you want to eat my food?”

From ninety to twenty, everyone was called an uncle based on their appearance.

Little Jiang Wangxing grabbed a soft rice cake, dipped it in soybean flour in one of the train compartments, and handed it to Jiang Wanlan. “Uncle, here you go.”

Jiang Wanlan took it blankly. He might have been hallucinating; he felt that the child’s tone was similar to Jiang Baobao, sensible but still childish.

Jiang Wangxing tilted his head slightly, his round eyes staring at Jiang Wanlan.

Jiang Wanlan quickly put the rice cake into his mouth, chewing and swallowing. He hadn’t tasted something this sweet since Jiang Baobao used to feed him when he was a child.

Jiang Wangxing grabbed another one and gave it to the next “uncle.”

Lu Jing took it; his expression was complicated. Upon closer inspection, the child looked more like Cen Lang.

This was Cen Lang’s child. Jiang Wanlan felt so heartbroken looking into the child’s eyes, which made Lu Jing consider for the first time the idea of borrowing the child to let Jiang Wanlan play with him.

Would Cen Lang agree to lend it to him? What if he insisted on it?

The child distributed rice cakes; everyone got one, even Prince Wang and Miss Li. It seemed like there was a show to watch, and the two of them reduced their presence, clinging to the sidelines.

All these high-class people forgot about dining etiquette and followed the child’s lead.

Cen Lang seemed lost in thought.

After seeing the child finish distributing the rice cakes, he stuffed a super-sized one into his mouth and said, “Kid, spit it out; you’ll choke.”

Jiang Wangxing spat out the whole thing and held it in his hand, taking small bites.

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Jiang Wanlan: “Cen, I believe you also heard Miss Li’s remarks. It might be presumptuous, but please understand. Who is the child’s father?”

Jiang Wangxing:Uncle, my dad’s name is Jiang Li; he’s a very powerful researcher.”

“Uh-huh.” Cen Lang thought for a moment and replied, “The developer of adenoma medication.”

Jiang Wanlan’s pupils trembled. He deeply regretted not having seen that researcher with his own eyes. “His surname is also Jiang. Can you show me a photo?”

Cen Lang: “…”

Oh no, his persona was crumbling. He didn’t have a photo of his wife.

Thinking Cen Lang was reluctant, Jiang Wanlan pleaded with teary eyes, “Please, let me see.”

Cen Lang couldn’t bear to see Jiang Wanlan pleading like this, but he also couldn’t explain. “Kid, do you have a photo of your dad?”

Jiang Wangxing: “Yes.”

He tossed the rice cake into the toy train, then touched his ankle bracelet and paused for a moment. “Dad said we’re not allowed to give it to others casually.”

Cen Lang: “It’s a special situation; your dad will agree, I promise.”

“Got it, Cen.” Jiang Wangxing trusted the rescue team captain very much. Not only him, but Jiang Baobao also trusted Uncle Cen, who was rare enough to take him out to play. He operated the device, asking Cen Lang to bring the phone closer.

When the phone and the bracelet’s sensor touched, a file was transferred via Bluetooth to Cen Lang’s phone.

It contained all of Jiang Wangxing’s information from childhood to adulthood, including what vaccines he had, what allergens he had been tested for, his date of birth, weight, and photos from each stage.

The file was continuously updated as the child grew, and it also contained photos of Jiang Li holding him, their address, and contact information.

Cen Lang quickly skimmed through it, memorising the child’s exact birthday, then found a photo of Jiang Li and showed it to Jiang Wanlan.

Lu Jing and Jiang Wanlan were both tall, and Miss Li couldn’t see the photo from behind, so she eagerly stood up, supported by Prince Wang.

“It looks just like Mr. Jiang!” Miss Li exclaimed. One could imagine that if the kid’s dad was also from some prestigious family, he must be the most sought-after Omega in Central District, even more popular than Jiang used to be in the military academy.

Cen Lang was really good at finding wives! The strongest Alpha should be paired with the most beautiful woman.

Even the die-hard fans were very satisfied.

Jiang Wanlan’s eyes blurred for a moment. He blinks quickly. At a glance, he recognised this as his Jiang Baobao.