Chapter 435

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

  At that time, Ling Yue still had no news. The old man suffered from asthma in a hurry. Fortunately, he was rescued in time.

  For a time, news that Xiang Jiechao was not Xiang’s old son was spread.

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

  Gu Jun nodded one by one: "I infer that eight|nine will not leave ten!"

  Xie Yunlin clenched his fist again, and Yu Yu said: "My aunt is pregnant, and I have a test tube baby. She has suffered a lot for this child."

  Xiang Bingzi is in jail and will never be able to get out in this life.

  His eldest aunt worked so hard to conceive the child just 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 are kidnapped, it is really Xiang Jiechao's instigation, that the child has not yet been born, there is a father who is about to go to jail.

Gu Jun sighed with no emotion one by one, and said lightly: "What are the causes and results? Now I'm just guessing, and the evidence is still being investigated. If Xiang Jiechao did it, I won't care who he is. Uncle who dare to kidnap my son and my apprentice, huh..."

  He said softly, Xie Yunlin's hair was terrified.

  The handsome and noble man in front of him, but his eyebrows were a little bit cold, but Xie Yunlin felt a sense of suffocation like the top of the mountain.

  He sighed silently.

  If the person who kidnapped Xiaoshu and Ling Yue is really Xiang Jiechao, then he must be impatient to live, or his brain is broken, that will provoke the people around Gu Wuye.

  Xiang Lao is here soon.

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

  Ling Yue is still asleep.

  The wound on his face was bandaged, but his left cheek was slapped by two tattooed men. The whole was swollen.

  "Beast! Beast!" Xiang's old face turned pale, shaking his hands and lifting the quilt on Ling Yue.

  Ling Yue didn't wear any clothes, and she was covered with gauze.

  Gu Jun handed the phone to Xiang Lao one by one: "Uncle Xiang, you can see this more clearly."

  On the phone, Ling Yue looked like before he treated the wound.

  The flesh on his face was torn apart, and his body was bloodied.

  Old man Xiang held his chest, breathing quickly and gasping for breath.

   "Lao Xiang!" His health doctor was anxious, and quickly helped him, sprayed him with medicine, and glared at Gu Jun one by one.

  Gu Jun put away his mobile phone one by one and hooked his lips: "Uncle Xiang is Xiaoyue's godfather, and possibly Xiaoyue's pro-grandfather. Uncle Xiang has the right to know what has happened to Xiaoyue."

  Old man Xiang staggered.

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

  Old man Xiang held Ling Yue’s hand and looked at Ling Yue’s face nearly half of which was wrapped in gauze, and his voice trembled: "Xiaoyue...Is Xiaoyue really my grandson?"

"Eight|Nine is not ten!" Gu Jun said: "An hour ago, my subordinates found out that Xiang Jiechao had secretly contacted Xu Yanlai. Xu Yanlai was the one who gave birth in the same delivery room with Aunt Xiang. The daughter of that woman."

  Old man Xiang had no doubt in his heart.

  Can't be wrong.

  Ling Yue is his grandson!

   Otherwise, there is no such coincidence in the world.

  Ling Yue had a pair of eyes, almost exactly the same as his dead wife.

  And Xiang Jiechao is nothing like their husband and wife.

  (End of this chapter)