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Lu Yiyao already guessed what Jun Linchuan said that for. A glimmer of light flashed in the depths of her deep eyes. She pursed her thin lips and said lightly.

"Eldest Young Master, thank you."

"Yiyao, I will definitely 'thank' you for this matter."

"There's no need to thank me. Just 'withdraw' your men from me."

Lu Yiyao's stern face did not show any signs of excitement or surprise, his tone was extremely cold and proud.

"Yiyao, I'm afraid this is a little difficult to deal with?"

The light in Jun Linchuan's eyes darkened. He was at a loss of what to do.

"Eldest Young Master, have you guys found anything after following us for so long?"

The corner of Lu Yiyao's mouth twitched as a hint of disdain flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

"Yiyao, let's talk about this later."

Jun Linchuanqiang said.

"Heh …"

Lu Yiyao squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance.

In the night sky, there were a few lonely stars. The specks of starlight looked desolate.

There was a short silence.

"Yiyao, I want to see that kid?"

Jun Linchuan paused before speaking again.

"Eldest Young Master, you have all the information on him. To see him, is not that easy compared to you? "

Lu Yiyao's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips were twitching unnoticeably.

The sharp words startled Jun Linchuan for a moment and he smiled wryly.

"Yiyao, this isn't easy at all."

"Eldest Young Master, I've already found her for you. "I think it's best if I avoid the rest of the matters."

Lu Yiyao refused again.

That day, on Qingfeng Cliff, Jiang Zhaowu left the Yunjing after hearing everything. It was clear that he was still unable to accept this fact and he did not want to see anyone from the Jun Family.

Lu Yiyao didn't know whether he was helping him or harming him.

If it was an ordinary person who knew that they were people of Jun Family, who knows how excited and happy they would be. However, Jiang Zhaowu was different. He was someone who grew up alone.

After so many years, he had developed a calm personality.

Do not attach to the nobility, do not seek fame and profit, only want to live a bland life.

"Alright …"

Jun Linchuan sighed. At the bottom of his eyes, there was endless loneliness and sorrow.

After saying that, he retracted his thread.

Rong Lan pushed the door open and walked in, holding a bowl of Silver Ear Lotus Seed Soup in her hands.

"Linchuan …"

"Lan …"

Jun Linchuan indicated for her to put down the crystal bowl and hid her worry so that Rong Lan wouldn't see any clues.

"Linchuan, drink while it's hot …"

"Alright."

Jun Linchuan smiled at her, took the spoon and began to eat.

Rong Lan sat quietly beside him, patiently waiting for him to finish eating.

She was in her fifties, and her body was slightly fat. Her face was rosy, without a single wrinkle. Everywhere, she gave off the vibe of a noble lady.

Other than Jun Linchuan's mother, she was the most respected woman in this country.

There was respect everywhere. It also made quite a few people envious.

However, what others didn't know was that there was a wound on her heart that had yet to be healed.

That was the child.

Jun Linchuan praised as he ate.

"Alan, your cooking is getting better and better."

"Is it delicious?"

Upon hearing the praise, the corner of Rong Lan's eyes slightly curved as she asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's delicious."

Jun Linchuan scooped another spoonful and slowly chewed it.

"The lotus seed used this time was brought back by Mo Shang from the Chenghai. Therefore, it tastes a little better."

Rong Lan narrowed her eyes as her expression turned even more gentle.

"Your skills are still the best …"

Jun Linchuan looked at her and thought of their 'lost and recovered' son.

He wanted to tell her the great news, but he swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue. Behind him, he simply did not say a word, and elegantly finished all the Silver Ear Lotus Seed Soup in his bowl.

Rong Lan handed him a tissue and then took the crystal bowl from his hands.

"Linchuan, rest early today, don't stay up too late." "You can't be younger now …"

"Alright. You should get some rest as well. "

Jun Linchuan looked at the concern in her eyes and responded with a smile.

Young husband and wife came together and walked together for thirty years.

After living together for thirty years, there was wind and rain, and there was also sunlight and warmth.

Rong Lan smiled at him before turning around and walking out.

Jun Linchuan looked at her back and suddenly felt as if he was stabbed by a long needle.

He had seen the picture.

It really did look like her.

Her heart wasn't well, so she couldn't tell her about this. She needed to find a good opportunity to slowly tell her about it.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to take it.

And the child, can you accept this? Would he recognize them?

Thinking about this, Jun Linchuan's temples started to throb rapidly as a look of depression appeared in his eyes.

The phone on his desk rang. He got up slowly and walked over.

Jun Moshang's private number.

Jun Linchuan frowned and sat down. He picked up the phone and spoke coldly.

"Second Brother …"

"Big brother, it's me."

It was Jun Moshang.

"It's so late. What's the matter?"

"Brother, have you unlocked the password to the 'A.I. Chip'?"

Jun Moshang didn't greet him and went straight to the point.

"Nope."

Jun Linchuan's eyes darkened and a layer of frost quickly covered his eyebrows. His voice became colder and colder.

"Big brother, what are you still hesitating for?!"

Jun Moshang was obviously a bit angry, and his voice became a lot louder.

"How many more times do I have to explain this to you?"

Jun Linchuan's heart was already heavy because of Jiang Zhaowu's matter, and hearing Jun Moshang talk to him like this made his heart even more anxious.

"Brother, I got the 'A.I. Chip' back. If you don't research it, then give it back to me!"

Jun Moshang was standing on the balcony of the Maple Pavilion with his back against the railing.

"Second Brother, just because you brought it back, doesn't mean that it belongs to you."

Jun Linchuan warned him in a serious tone.

"Big Brother, did you forget what you told me back then?"

Jun Moshang turned around with his back straightened up as he looked at the bustling scene not far away.

Although the starlight was dim, the neon light was overflowing with colors.1

Maple Pavilion's terrain was only second to Floating Cloud Pavilion and Floating Light Pavilion, just like Jun Moshang's status and identity.

The night wind blew, making it feel slightly cold.

"Second Brother, is there anything else?"

Jun Lin lost his patience. He didn't want to talk to Tang Wulin about this.

"Big brother, if you insist on not returning me, then I'll go find father."

Jun Moshang saw that he couldn't move him no matter what, so he was even angrier as he threatened loudly.

"Alright."

Unexpectedly, Jun Linchuan was not afraid at all and even replied plainly.

Jun Moshang was flustered and exasperated, he wanted to say more. Unexpectedly, Jun Linchuan hung up the phone.

"You …"

Du du du...

Fury spread in Jun Moshang's heart, and his internal organs burned painfully. The tip of her eyebrows was almost on fire.

Bang. Crack.

The phone in his hand smashed onto the ground. Countless cracks appeared on the screen before it finally shattered.

Chu Tian came up and happened to see this scene. He guessed that something had happened.

He walked in with an indifferent expression.

"Second Young Master, I found something new."

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