Lan Shuang retracted her gaze, opened the "He", found Jiang Siming, and sent him a goodbye.

"By the way, Xiao Baba, where is Jiang Lusheng? What is his identity in this life? ”

888 checked it, and then his expression became indescribable, "Uh...... He seems to have something to do with Jiang Siming. ”

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Isn't this a coincidence?" ”

"What's the relationship?"

"He is Jiang Siming's little uncle in this life."

Lanshuang: "......"

She smiled, "It turned out to be a kinship, that's better, the male protagonist will have to call me a little uncle in the future." ”

……

Jiang Siming drove back to the Jiang family's villa, and the maid opened the door when he saw his car from a distance, and he drove the car directly to the door of the villa.

"The young master is back!"

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, was talking to a few servants, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head and saw that an old man smiled eighteen folds and immediately greeted him.

Jiang Siming nodded at him: "Uncle Zhang, is Jiang Lusheng back?" ”

"When I arrived, I arrived with you, and the old lady was greeting Mr. Xiao Jiang in the living room."

Jiang Siming pursed his lips when he heard this, didn't ask any more questions, and walked inside with the car keys.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, he heard his father's hearty laughter inside, "Hahahahaha-you kid can do it!" The company is listed, and Dad must be impressed with you. ”

Jiang Siming was stunned, the company went public?

Hasn't Jiang's Group been listed a long time ago?

Soon he reacted and was talking about his little uncle's own company.

How old is he, and he has his own listed company?

Jiang Siming suddenly felt that the shadow of his childhood had returned.

Sure enough, the next sentence is: "You still have a chance, my family's waste, and now I'm still messing around in college all day long, except for eating and playing all day long, I seem to have a girlfriend recently, and I don't know which girl it is." ”

Jiang Siming: "......"

Seeing that the more he talked, he coughed lightly and interrupted his father's free play and walked over.

"Dad, you will speak ill of me when I am not there."

Jiang Siming complained, and looked at his mother again: "Mom, you too, you are stopping him, my little uncle just came back, and my face was lost." ”

Mrs. Jiang laughed, "What is there to persuade?" Isn't your dad telling the truth? ”

Jiang Siming snorted and turned his head to look at the man on the sofa opposite.

In the back, it could only be seen that his head shape was good, and when he reached the front, Jiang Siming couldn't help but breathe.

Good fellow, is this his little uncle? So handsome?

Jiang Lusheng's legs are folded, his hands are crossed, casually on his knees, his legs are straight and slender under the trouser lining, and he is wearing a silver-white silk shirt, soft and smooth, and the V-neck just exposes a little collarbone, fashionable but not too sexy.

Above the graceful neck is an angular face with a vague mix of races.

Jiang Siming squinted his eyes and took a closer look.

Jiang Lusheng hooked his lips and smiled: "It's green, don't look at it." ”

Careful thinking was seen through, Jiang Siming was a little embarrassed, "Little uncle, are your eyes born like this?" ”

"Don't you know? Your little uncle is of a quarter of foreign ancestry. ”

Master Jiang thought for a while, "Ah, I don't seem to have told you." ”

Jiang Siming: "......"

"Come, sit down."

Mrs. Jiang asked Jiang Siming to sit down beside her, and whispered: "Your little uncle's mother is a mixed race, very unrestrained and enthusiastic, and your grandfather had your little uncle overnight, and after giving birth to your grandfather, he traveled around the world, and the news came three years ago that he died." ”