Chapter 46 2/2

Today someone told him that they found many orphans who died in the war, and they were not thoroughly checked according to Jiang Wanlan’s intentions.

His trusted driver, who had watched him grow up since childhood, even witnessed his love affair with Lu Jing and helped Uncle Wang cover up, get drunk, and reveal a secret he had hidden for twenty years.

Even in the second search, he still missed many children.

Crazy, foolish, and not long-lived… All the children who would bring disgrace to Jiang Wanlan, Uncle Wang felt shouldn’t be, couldn’t be those children.

Mr. Jiang has already been made a laughingstock; he can’t endure a second time.

However, twenty years have passed, and watching Jiang Wanlan like stagnant water, not resisting and not struggling, Uncle Wang’s faith gradually collapses. Under the influence of alcohol, he confesses his arrogance and guilt.

Jiang Wanlan’s killing intent surged in an instant. He doesn’t care how his children are—crazy, foolish, not long-lived—they need a father more than normal children!

Can the missed children still grow up safely?

He is still not ruthless enough; he only breaks a few of Uncle Wang’s ribs.

“Mr. Jiang!” the secretary comes in with medicine. Jiang Wanlan had said in the morning that he wanted to try new medicine, and now there is more vitality in him than before.

“Not taking it.”

“Mr. Jiang!” The secretary watches Jiang Wanlan walk into the pouring rain and quickly follows with an umbrella.

The sound of rain surrounds his ears, and he doesn’t need to think about anything.

Jiang Wanlan reaches the back door and sees a tall, gray figure outside. Lu Jing seems to sense something and turns around in an instant. Rainwater blocks the line of sight, and raindrops are higher than the ankles. After twenty years, most of their distance is measured in thousands of miles, existing in each other’s news channels.

This is Jiang Wanlan’s first time going downstairs and the first time passing the back door.

Lu Jing takes an umbrella from the guard booth and opens it over Jiang Wanlan’s head.

Jiang Wanlan seems to want to smile but fails, saying, “I was wrong.”

Lu Jing takes his hand, holds the umbrella handle, and then lets go of his hand, saying, “You’re not wrong.”

Lu Jing will always say only this sentence. Jiang Wanlan closes his eyes, tightens the umbrella handle, and tries again.

He remembers his vow.

Holding the umbrella, Jiang Wanlan walks back expressionlessly. Rain falls on Lu Jing.

Cen Lang: “Standing for too long, Dr. Xiao Jiang.”

Jiang Li: “Take me to the lab to see the lichen this afternoon.”

Cen Lang hesitates: “No nap?”

Jiang Li: “Not sleepy.”

Cen Lang sees the rain getting smaller and says, “Alright.”

In the interstellar era, the takeoff conditions of spacecraft are quite loose. If there were only Cen Lang, they would dare to fly even in a tornado. Smoothly piloting a spacecraft is a sign of a mature Alpha with a wife.

Cen Lang calculates the time in his heart. There is still an hour, which is about the same time as the rough examination of lichen.

After seeing the lichen, Jiang Li should be happy and in a good mood.

Wang Wang’s hair is sent to his own lab for testing, right near the lichen lab.

He stands at the door, and seeing that Mr. Cen still doesn’t realize the urgency, he goes up and suggests, “Boss, you have forty minutes left to get your certificate.”

Dr. Xiao Jiang’s household registration is not easy to obtain.

Cen Lang: “Your suggestion is very practical.”

Is it because he doesn’t want to get the certificate?

However, he will listen to Wang Wang’s advice. Indeed, the progress should be pushed a bit.

Cen Lang and Jiang Li go into the lab together. The latest microscope needs special glasses to be observed.

Cen Lang is not interested in the pitch-black lump he dug up, but he won’t easily let go of the chance to resonate with Jiang Li. Wearing protective goggles, he looks a bit like a scholarly scum.

Jiang Li looks at him and then turns his gaze to the lichen on the loading platform.

Dr. Xiao Jiang, who is observing seriously, looks particularly cute.

Cen Lang casually observes Jiang Li.

Jiang Li walks around the experimental table and approaches Cen Lang. When he is with Cen Lang, he seems to forget his cleanliness, standing very close, their clothes brushing against each other.

“You dug more than what the teacher gave me.” Jiang Li’s eyes shine.

Cen Lang nods. Yes, there’s more.

The adjustment position of the microscope is closer to the inside. Jiang Li’s stomach presses against the table, which is inconvenient. Jiang Li says he wants to see, and Cen Lang helps him adjust.

This is the first time Jiang Li hasn’t done anything in the lab.

Cen Lang says, “Can you help me take off my glasses?”

Jiang passes without suspicion and holds both sides, helping him take them off. “Not used to it?” Alpha’s breath suddenly gets close, and Jiang Li widens his eyes. “Hmm—”

Cen Lang waits for a second, making sure Jiang Li has time to avoid.

A gentle kiss lands on the slightly opened corner of his lips. The warmth breaks through Jiang Li’s scientific world and is forcibly occupied by Cen Lang.

Jiang Li reacts as if he just realized it, pursing his lips.

Cen Lang, with an air of composure, says, “Help me put them on.” He is completely unflustered.

Jiang Li: He helps Cen Lang put on the glasses and instinctively says, “Don’t take them off again.”

Cen Lang: “I can’t promise.”

Does he want to kiss again? This has already gone beyond the scope of Platonic love, and he hasn’t even agreed to it. Jiang Li looks at the well-preserved lichen and experiences the feeling of being shortchanged.

If it were anyone else, Jiang Li would resolutely not want this lichen. If this person is Cen Lang…

Jiang Li frowns, takes out a deep-sea fish oil from his bag, and bites it open. In the late stages of pregnancy, you need to supplement a bit of fish oil, and Jiang Li has always swallowed it.

A strong, fishy smell fills the mouth. Jiang Li remains expressionless. “Haven’t eaten today.” Cen Lang: “…” What level of protection is this?