The queen's wife is too sultry

"what do you mean?"

Jiang Tingyue looked back suddenly, his eyes burst out with gloomy and sullen light, he was leaning on crutches, and his tone was as cold as ice:
"You mentioned your uncle so frequently today, what exactly do you mean?"

The low-pitched aura enveloped the people present, feeling extremely oppressive, the servant's heart trembled, and he lowered his head in fear.

For a moment, the confrontation between the grandfather and grandson seemed to return to the scene in the study in the morning.

What didn't change was Jiang Jingting's calmness.

He took the umbrella from the servant's hand and motioned her to back off, and the servant immediately left as if fleeing.

Jiang Jingting's hand holding the handle of the umbrella was hard and slender, and the slightly reddened knuckles heralded the biting cold wind at this time, but the old man didn't speak, so he continued to walk with him.

Jiang Tingyue didn't know what his grandson was trying to trick, and said displeasedly, "Your reason should convince me."

"George Dawson has two sons and a daughter. The daughter's name is Catherine Dawson, who is also Gu Zheng's mother. You also know this."

"Ah."

"His elder son was named Arthur Dawson, and his younger son Frank Dawson, but—"

As soon as the word Dawson was mentioned, Jiang Tingyue's face became unhappy, but Jiang Jingting left Dawson with every sentence, and he interrupted impatiently:
"What? Are you going to teach me about their genealogy?"

"Of course not." Jiang Jingting said helplessly.

"Grandpa, when did you become so impatient?"

Jiang Tingyue snorted coldly, "All the patience in my life has been used to teach you, don't be dissatisfied, kid."

Jiang Jingting sighed and continued: "As we all know, Frank Dawson was not born to George, he was the child of George's younger brother Jack Dawson, but after Jack died, George adopted him because he was afraid that no one in the family would take care of Frank. own name."

Jiang Tingyue frowned, "So what?"

For George Dawson, he hated him deeply. If it hadn't been for the arson case that year, his youngest son would not have died in the sea of ​​fire.

But even so, he still knows a little bit about George's basic information. It's just that RC has been taken over by Jiang Jingting these years, and he has very few opportunities to contact them. He only knows that George has two sons and a daughter.

"I asked Shen Yan to check. Jack suffered an accident when he was a child, so he is not fertile, so Frank cannot be his biological child."

Jiang Jingting said softly: "The year Jack died, the suicide note stated that he hoped that his brother George could help take care of his ten-year-old son Frank."

Hearing "ten years old", Jiang Tingyue's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Impossible"

He said hoarsely: "Li Feng obviously died in that fire, and the police found his ashes at the scene."

"Grandpa." Jiang Jingting turned around and put the umbrella on top of the old man. Looking at the shocked and panicked face of the old man, he said calmly, "You should know how powerful the Dawson family is in the United States. Not impossible."

"So I guess, my uncle didn't die in the fire, but was taken away by George, and deliberately forged an identity for him so that he could be legally adopted under his own name."

Jiang Tingyue's entire face lost all color, his dry lips trembled, and he murmured, "Li Feng is not dead."

In the next second, his eyes suddenly became fierce, pointing at Jiang Jingting like a cold sword:

"These are just your preliminary guesses. There is not enough evidence. Why did you tell me?"

Concern made chaos, his bravado fell into Jiang Jingting's eyes, it was nothing more than guilt and uneasiness towards Jiang Lifeng.

And this is just enough to show how much Jiang Tingyue cares about Jiang Lifeng. His name has been taboo in the Jiang family for decades, which is also a strong proof.

It was precisely because of his clear understanding of this point that Jiang Jingting calmly took out a photo from his pocket, handed it to Jiang Tingyue, and said lightly:
"Even as a member of the much-watched Dawson family, Frank has never shown his face in public. There are rumors that George attaches great importance to this young son and has invited top talents in various fields to train Frank within the family."

"The person in the photo is a photo that was accidentally taken when Frank was out at the age of 27. I spent a hundred thousand dollars to find this photo."

Jiang Tingyue lowered his head. The photo showed an extremely handsome and young oriental face. He said he was 27 years old, but he actually looked only 23. The man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was making a phone call by the beach. Just looking at the photo, he could already feel the unruly vibe he exuded. breath.

Jiang Jingting noticed that his trembling hand was holding the photo, and seemed to be trying to suppress his bursting emotions, and said softly:
"Grandpa, you know this face, don't you?"

Jiang Lifeng was only ten years old when he disappeared or died, because he was Jiang Tingyue's Nilin, Jiang Jingting had never seen a photo of him at home.

But judging from the old man's reaction, he can be sure that Jiang Tingyue has recognized Jiang Lifeng's face.

After a long while, Jiang Tingyue said in a deep voice: "This person is somewhat similar to your uncle when he was a child, but after so many years, his appearance has changed, so it cannot be said that he is your uncle."

He raised his eyes, his wrinkled eyes were cold and resolute, his voice was like a bell, with an irresistible majesty: "If you want to prove to me that he is still alive, then give me stronger evidence, alive"

"Bring him to me."

Jiang Jingting wanted to get the photo back, but he avoided it.

"Save this with me first, and you must have an electronic version at your place."

Jiang Tingyue put the photo back into his pocket without blushing, straightened his back and looked at Jiang Jingting.

Jiang Jingting's cold eyes were not disturbed. After a while, he nodded and said lightly, "Okay, I promise you."

He turned around, and the two of them started walking back.

Jiang Tingyue held the blanket tightly around his body, cast a sideways glance at him, and said unhurriedly, "Tell me, what are the conditions."

Jiang Jingting raised his eyebrows.

"I have taught you not to do business at a loss since I was a child. You know that I feel guilty for your uncle, so I would rather annoy me than prove to me that he is still alive. There is no free lunch in the world. Tell me, what is this time for?" .”

Jiang Jingting pursed his lips and said word by word: "I want Ye Zhen to be my wife."

Jiang Tingyue was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly became complicated, "You"

"I'll help you find my uncle, you agree to let me marry Ye Zhen, this is my condition."

Jiang Tingyue's face was sullen, and his eagle-like eyes were fixed on Jiang Jingting:
"You like her that much?"

"Yes."