Meng Yuan arrived downstairs and did not see He Mingrun and Jiang Shaoqing.
She was a little confused and said into her earpiece, "Babies, where are you?"
Jiang Yukuo: [I'm eating ice cream at the cafe outside the hotel.]
Jiang Siyun: [I'm buying dolls at the mall next door.]
Meng Yuan: "..." These little darlings really can't sit still.
But, where did Little Koi go?
"Little Koi, please respond if you hear me."
Jiang Shaoqing: [Erzhua, I have something to attend to here, you guys go back first.]
Jiang Nuan: "How can that be? I haven't gotten my money yet? Kid, did you run off with my money?"
Jiang Shaoqing: "Go on, with your little bit of money, I don't even fancy it."
Jiang Shaoqing scoffed.
He turned off his earpiece.
He squinted his large eyes, looking at Mu Jiuchen before him.
He hadn't noticed her presence while acting earlier, but upon reaching the lobby, he suddenly saw her following them. At first glance, he was startled, thinking it was his grown-up self.
In a room in the lobby, Mu Jiuchen and Jiang Shaoqing sat facing each other.
He Mingrun sat on another corner sofa. From his angle, the two of them looked even more alike.
He Mingrun was extremely surprised: "If you two weren't father and son, I'd say you should write your names backward."
Jiang Shaoqing nodded vigorously: "I think so too. I thought it was myself when I grew up."
"Uncle, how old are you? Do you have a wife?" Jiang Shaoqing felt he should clarify.
Jiang Shaoqing's Mandarin wasn't very standard. The way he said "Uncle" made Mu Jiuchen inexplicably feel a sense of familiarity.
Didn't Jiang Nuan call him that too?
Mu Jiuchen now just wanted to clarify this: what was his relationship with the child before him?
Mu Jiuchen: "You tell me who your mother is first? And how old are you?"
Jiang Shaoqing also answered his question earnestly: "I'm starting primary school this September. As for my mother, I won't say unless we are related. If we are not related, there's no need to know."
Mu Jiuchen: "..." What a cautious child.
"I truly don't have a father, but I've never thought about looking for him because my mother is amazing, so cool." Jiang Shaoqing's small face was full of pride.
Mu Jiuchen: "..." Then why are you sitting here?
He Mingrun: "I have a very fast method. The hospital under my name can produce results in three hours, and they are very accurate."
Jiang Shaoqing and Mu Jiuchen looked at him quickly.
He Mingrun: "Little Mu Jiuchen, what's your name?"
"Jiang Shaoqing."
"Surname Jiang?" Mu Jiuchen's fists clenched involuntarily.
Jiang Nuan's name instantly flashed through his mind.
Jiang Shaoqing nodded: "Yes, my mother's surname is Jiang." Dafeng Novel Network
There was nothing wrong with admitting it; his mother was upright.
"Jiang what?" Mu Jiuchen felt his voice trembling, his hands tightening uncontrollably, veins bulging on his forehead, and his lips twitching uncontrollably.
Jiang Shaoqing looked at his reaction, feeling a bit unnerved: "Let's go, let's get a paternity test."
"Oh, Little Mu Jiuchen, no, Jiang Shaoqing, you're so decisive. I'm your uncle, I'll take you."
Mu Jiuchen glanced at him coldly. After leeching off his father, he comes to leech off his uncle. Scram!
"You don't need to go, I'll take Shaoqing," Mu Jiuchen stood up, picked up Jiang Shaoqing, and turned to leave.
He Mingrun: "..." Can he not go?
He must go!
As Mu Jiuchen held him, Jiang Shaoqing couldn't put his feelings into words. He murmured, "Uncle, your embrace is so warm."
Mu Jiuchen paused, asking, "Have you never seen your father before?"
Jiang Shaoqing: "Mm! And I didn't dare to ask my mother."
Mu Jiuchen's heart ached. He walked forward again.
Perhaps it was too warm, and perhaps because he felt the warmth, Jiang Shaoqing unconsciously fell asleep in Mu Jiuchen's arms.
Mu Jiuchen carried Jiang Shaoqing to the car. Looking at the sleeping child in his arms, he felt very naive and ridiculous. Just because this child resembled him, he was taking him for a paternity test.
This action was indeed quite childish.
He Mingrun volunteered to drive.
Seeing the child asleep in the rearview mirror, he chuckled, "Little Jiu, judging by your actions, I can tell you've been intimate six years ago. You say, how can you be so lucky, having already had a child."
Mu Jiuchen gave him a cold glance.
"Drive your car properly."
He Mingrun: "Don't worry, the hospital isn't far from here, and I've already contacted them in advance."
Mu Jiuchen was satisfied with this outcome.
Three hours later, Jiang Shaoqing, who was in Mu Jiuchen's arms, finally woke up.
And Mu Jiuchen had never realized he could be so patient.
Holding a child for a full three hours.
Moreover, for these three hours, his gaze had been fixed on the child in his arms.
He Mingrun was also patiently waiting for a result like this for the first time.
"Knock knock..."
Mu Jiuchen said in a deep voice, "Come in."
A doctor in a white coat walked in.
"Young Master He, Master Jiu, the results are out."
Mu Jiuchen pursed his lips tightly, remaining silent. He was actually very nervous, extremely nervous at this moment.
He felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The doctor looked at Mu Jiuchen and said with surprise, "Master Jiu, this child is biologically your son. This child is your biological child."
Jiang Shaoqing, who had just woken up, happened to hear this.
"Doctor, are you sure?" He asked again, not daring to believe it.
The doctor looked at his small face, which bore a strong resemblance to Master Jiu, and said, "Certain."
Jiang Shaoqing pointed at He Mingrun: "Doctor, are you sure the hair was pulled from my body, and not from the uncle next to me?"
He Mingrun: "..." What did this have to do with him?
Upon deeper thought, this was of extraordinary significance!
The doctor chuckled, "Young Master, you really know how to joke. I personally collected the samples for this DNA identification, both from you and Master Jiu."
Jiang Shaoqing was very grateful: "Thank you, Doctor Uncle, you've worked hard!"
Doctor: "Then I'll take my leave."
Hearing the door close, Jiang Shaoqing quickly jumped out of Mu Jiuchen's embrace, pointed at Mu Jiuchen's nose, and scolded, "Fine, so you're the scumbag who bullied my mother back then! Mom can tolerate it, but son cannot. Take this punch first."
Mu Jiuchen was stunned by the accusation and scolding directed at his nose. After reacting, Jiang Shaoqing delivered a forceful punch to his knee.
The little fellow seemed to have some training; there was a certain force to it, making it sore and uncomfortable.
He Mingrun: "...Shaoqing, a son hitting his father is disloyal."
Jiang Shaoqing tilted his head up, a cold smile on his face, "Did I admit it? Do you know how my mother raised me? Waking up at six in the morning, sleeping at twelve at night, with no days off. If your life turned out like this due to an accident, you might not be as strong as my mommy."