He thought of Lingyue, the child who looked so much like his late wife, and immediately called for a helicopter, intending to fly to Jiang City.
At that time, there was no news from Lingyue. The old master was so anxious that he had an asthma attack. Thankfully, he was rushed to the hospital in time and saved.
For a while, the news that Xiang Jiechao was not Senior Xiang's son was all the rage.
Although Xie Yunlin was not in Beijing, he was, after all, the future heir of the Xie family in Beijing. He got the news at the first instance.
Gu Junzhu nodded, "I suspect that's very likely the case!"
Xie Yunlin clenched his fists again and said gloomily, "My aunt is pregnant. She's having an IVF baby. She suffered a lot for this child."
Xiang Bingzhi was in prison, unable to ever get out.
His aunt, who had gone through all kinds of hardships to conceive this child, did it to inherit the Xiang family fortune.
But now...
He laughed bitterly, sighed, and shook his head.
