As soon as An Zhihua left, Mrs. Long immediately went to Long Yuze's side.

"Aze, did you really get the 'jade' back?" The old lady was a little hesitant in her eyes, after all, there was no news of this 'jade' after looking for so many years.

"Hmm." responded lightly, and Long Yuze didn't want to say more.

"That's good, so that you can smoothly inherit the position of head of the house, and I can also take the burden off my burden and take care of my vegetable garden." As if she had put down a big stone in her heart, the old lady sat down in the seat where An Zhihua had sat before and sighed.

"'Milk' 'Milk', you've worked hard all these years." Murong Jin hurriedly poured her a glass of water and said.

"This is what the Chinese often call fate." Shaking her head, the old lady held the teacup with a trace of sentimentality in her eyes. He lost his husband in his fifties, and within a few years, his son and daughter-in-law also followed, and he lost his eldest grandson a few years ago. If you look back, how many people can bear such a fate?

But she is the mother of the Long family, and now she is in charge. So she can only bear it, she can only see it. Everything is destined, and now there is a grandson who depends on her, and she is satisfied.

Knowing that the old lady was working hard, Murong Jin and Long Yuze didn't pick up her topic, and they both felt that saying anything more would only arouse her sadness.

However, the old lady didn't think much about it, and turned to her to look at Long Yuze and said; "Aze, what's the matter with you and that Miss Mi?" The melancholy in her eyes dissipated, and the old lady looked at him with a hint of seriousness.

Today's attitude towards Mi Yu made almost everyone smell the cat. Usually what this grandson does, she is indeed indulgent, and she has rarely cared about it. But tonight, the An family is also here, how can he act so recklessly in front of them?! Moreover, she also wondered why her grandson had always been cold to the 'woman', why was he so concerned about this Miss Mi?

"Nothing." Sitting back, Long Yuze looked indifferent, not afraid of her seriousness at all.

"'Milk' 'Milk', about this matter...... Murong Jin wanted to explain it for Long Yuze, but the old lady immediately raised her hand and stopped: "You don't have to explain to him, I'm getting old casually, but my eyes haven't 'flowered' yet." The old lady said with a stiff face.

was said by the old lady like this, Murong Jin obviously couldn't 'interject'. Moreover, he actually wanted the old lady to reprimand Long Yuze well, so that he could restrain his arrogant 'sexual' character.

Raising his eyes and sweeping over Murong Jin and his 'milk' and 'milk', Long Yuze leaned on the sofa and still looked dead in disapproval.

"She's my son's mother." As he spoke, his voice was low and calm.

"What did you say?!" What did you say? But Murong Jin and the old lady were not so calm, Murong Jin's glasses almost fell to the ground, and the old lady, who had always been calm, was also surprised that her hands trembled, and the tea spilled out.

"Ah, what did you just say?" Hurriedly putting down the teacup, the old lady asked him to explain what he said.

Straightening his glasses, Murong Jin also said, "How can it be your son?!"

Hearing Murong Jin's question, the old lady chuckled even more in her heart. It looks like this Miss Mi does have a son!

"Why can't it be?" Long Yuze raised his eyebrows, and he didn't have any special emotions in the face of their surprised appearance.

"This ......" Murong Jin said, isn't this an obvious thing, Jin Jin doesn't look like him at all! It's very similar to Long Yufan.

"Aze, this kind of thing can't be a joke! Don't fool around with 'milk' and 'milk' just because you care about this Miss Mi!" The old lady's expression was serious and her tone was solemn. This kind of thing is not a child's house, and you can't just bring a child to act as the bloodline of the Long family!

"There are photos to prove it." took out his mobile phone very indifferently, Long Yuze seemed to be ready for a long time. "If 'milk' and 'milk' don't believe it, then I can't help it, but I don't plan to let my son stay outside."

As he spoke, he flipped out the photo that Cong Cong sent him last time, and Long Yuze handed it to her.

The first time she took the phone and saw the photo, the old lady couldn't help but be stunned. The seriousness in his eyes was replaced by surprise.

On the screen of his mobile phone, Mi You hugged his five or six-year-old children and laughed happily under the Eiffel Tower. And this child's eyebrows and eyes are almost the same as Long Yuze, but that small chin is exactly the same as Mi You.

"This, this kid...... Is it really yours?!" After staring at the photo for a long time, the old lady said with a complicated expression.

"There is a picture and the truth, don't you understand 'milk' and 'milk'?" Supporting his chin, Long Yuze said lazily.

The old lady was silent, and her expression became solemn.

Murong Jin looked at the clouds in the fog, Yao Jin obviously looked like Long Yufan, how could 'milk' and 'milk' believe that this was Long Yuze's child? Unable to help himself, he stepped forward to look at the picture. Then the first time I saw the photo, I was equally stunned.

"This ...... Who is this kid?!" Murong Jin saw Cong Cong for the first time.

"Cong Cong, Jiao Jiao's own brother." Long Yuze raised his eyebrows, as if to prove it to him; This is my son!

Murong Jin was speechless, what do you mean by a younger brother? Could it be that Miyu already has two sons?

Stare at the picture, then at him. Now, Murong Jin finally understands why Long Yuze insists on finding evidence of his encounter with Mi You seven years ago!

But this problem is not solved!

"And what are you going to do with Anne here?" If Miyu bore him a son, it seemed natural for him to marry her. But how can Anjia and Anne solve it here?

"I don't know." Putting aside his gaze, Long Yuze replied indifferently.

"What do you mean I don't know?!" Murong Jin stood up angrily: "How can you not know about this kind of thing? If you regret the marriage now, you always have to find a way to give the An family a 'handover', right? "However, Murong Jin also knows that even if Long Yuze gives the 'handover' generation, the An family will not necessarily agree to give up the marriage contract.

"I didn't say I was going to regret my marriage." Compared with Murong Jin's qi knot, Long Yuze was still so pampered and not surprised. It seems that nothing has anything to do with him.

"And what do you mean by that?" I took out the photos of Mi Yu and the child, and I don't want to end the marriage with Anne, so what do you want to do?

Murong Jin didn't understand what he meant at all, could it be that he just wanted a child, not Mi You? But it doesn't look like it, if this is the case, he could have snatched the child a long time ago, why should he care so much about Mi You.

"I didn't think about it, take one step at a time." Leaning on the sofa with a ruffian face, Long Yuze was intent on being angry with him.

"You ......" Murong Jin was angry and turned to look back at the old lady and said, "'Milk' 'Milk', look at him!"

"Uh-huh?!" The old lady, who was completely immersed in the photo, finally raised her head after being called by him, and then a trace of confusion crossed her eyes, and then said: "This matter has to be considered in the long run, but how old is this child?" Where do you live now? ”

Speaking of the child, the old lady's eyes softened, and her heart was churning with joy. After all, with such a good thing in front of her, can she not be happy? Unexpectedly, she was looking forward to a great-grandson coming out day and night, and it turned out that the great-grandson was already so old!

"At the age of six, the matter of where to live, 'milk' and 'milk' don't have to 'worry'." Long Yuze said.

"Six-year-old ......" Murong Jin whispered, it should be that he and Mi You's child can't be wrong, right?

"No, this matter 'milk' and 'milk' must be managed!" With a straight face, the old lady will not let him go this time.

"That's right, 'milk', 'milk', this matter has to be ......" "Don't say anything, bring your great-grandson over immediately and let me see, you and Anne's affairs, you can deal with it as you want!" stopped Murong Jin's words, the old lady wants to meet her great-grandson now!

"'Milk' 'Milk'!" Murong Jin was angry to death, what are these mother-in-law and grandson thinking! What does it mean to deal with it however you want? If you offend An Zhihua, the remaining power of the Dragon Gang will also collapse, okay?!

But looking at the appearance of the two emperors who were not in a hurry, Murong Jin only had a knot. "I don't bother to care about you!" Glaring at Long Yuze angrily, Murong Jin walked away directly.

Long Yuze was still behind and said coldly: "I didn't let you care." "Bang!" He was answered with a slamming door.

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