He thought of Ling Yue, the child who looked like his dead wife, and asked for a helicopter and flew to Jiangcheng.

At that time, Ling Yue was still speechless, and the old man was so anxious that he had asthma. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and he was rescued.

For a moment, the news that Xiang Jiechao was not Xiang’s son was spreading.

Although Xie Yunlin was not in the capital, he was the future heir of the Xie family in the capital, and he received the news immediately.

Gu Junzhu nodded: "I infer that eight | nine are inseparable from ten!"

Xie Yunlin clenched his fists again and said depressedly: "My aunt is pregnant, IVF. She suffered a lot for this child."

Xiang Bingzi was imprisoned and would never be able to get out of this life.

His aunt went through great difficulty to conceive this child in order to inherit the Xiang family.

But now...

He smiled bitterly, sighed, and shook his head.

Now, let alone inheriting the Xiang family, if Ling Yue and Xiaoshu were kidnapped, it would be Xiang Jiechao's instructions. Before the child was born, there would be a father who was about to go to jail.

Gu Junzhu had no emotion at all and said lightly: "What causes and what results are planted? Now I am just guessing. The evidence is still being investigated. If it was really done by Xiang Jiechao, I wouldn't care who he is and who his uncle is. I dare to kidnap my son and my apprentice, haha..."

He let out a light roar, and Xie Yunlin was terrified.

The handsome and noble man in front of him had a little colder eyebrows, but Xie Yunlin felt a suffocation like a mountain pressing down on him.

He sighed silently.

If the person who kidnapped Xiaoshu and Ling Yue was really Xiang Jiechao, then he must have been impatient in his life or had his brain broken, which would provoke the people around Gu Wuye.

Mr. Xiang arrived soon.

As soon as he entered the door, he headed straight to Ling Yue's hospital bed.

Ling Yue was still asleep.

The wound on his face was bandaged, but he was slapped twice by a tattooed man on his left face, and his whole body was swollen.

"Beast! Beast!" Old Xiang's face turned pale with anger, and he trembled with his hands to lift the quilt on Ling Yue's body.

Ling Yue was not wearing any clothes, and gauze was wrapped around his body.

Gu Junzhu handed the phone to Mr. Xiang: "Uncle Xiang, you see this more clearly."

On the phone, it looked like Ling Yue hadn’t treated the wound yet.

The flesh and blood on his face were cracked and bloody on his body was covered with blood.

Mr. Xiang covered his chest, breathed rapidly, and gasped.

"Old Xiang!" His health care doctor was anxious and hurriedly supported him, sprayed him with medicine, and glared at Gu Jun one by one.

Gu Junzhu put away his cell phone and curled his lips: "Uncle Xiang is Xiaoyue's grandfather, and it may be Xiaoyue's biological grandfather. Xiaoyue suffered something, and Uncle Xiang has the right to know."

Mr. Xiang staggered.

The bodyguard behind him quickly took a chair and helped him sit down by the hospital bed.

Mr. Xiang held Ling Yue's hand and stared at Ling Yue's face, which was nearly half wrapped in gauze, and his voice trembled violently: "Xiao Yue... Xiao Yue is really my grandson?"

"Eight | Ninety are ten!" Gu Junzhu said: "An hour ago, my subordinates found out that Xiang Jiechao had had a secret contact with Xu Yanlai. Xu Yanlai was the daughter of the woman who gave birth to a child with Aunt Xiang in the same delivery room."

Mr. Xiang had no doubts anymore.

It's impossible to make a mistake.

Ling Yue is his grandson!

Otherwise, there is no such coincidence in the world.

Ling Yue's eyes looked almost exactly the same as his deceased wife.
Chapter completed!