Old Mrs. Wang was cooking in the kitchen. When she heard the knock on the door, she looked into the yard. While turning off the fire on the stove, she asked, "Who?"

"Hello, Aunt Wang? I am Ji Yunting and Zhang Xiaohui's son!" Ji Yunting hurriedly reported to his house.

Old Mrs. Wang said, put down the spatula, grabbed the apron tied around her waist and wiped her hands, walked out of the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Come in, the door is not locked."

Ji Yunting pushed open the half door and walked into the yard, facing the gaze that Old Lady Wang looked out. Both of them were stunned, and a familiar feeling wandered in each other's hearts, but in the end, Ji Yunting reacted first and recognized the old lady in front of him.

"You are Ruotong's grandmother, Mrs. Wang? We have met at Kyoto Hongfeng Hospital!" Ji Yunting was surprised.

Old Mrs. Wang also remembered it. No wonder she thought this young man looked so familiar. Her feelings were the boss of her granddaughter Jiang Ruotong Company!

"You are our Tongtong's boss? This... this is such a coincidence." Old Mrs. Wang was very surprised.

Ji Yunting smiled and said, "I asked about her physical condition." After all, he knew about Mrs. Wang's heart surgery before going to Kyoto Hongfeng Hospital for a while.

Old Mrs. Wang nodded and said that it was all right, so she asked him to sit in the living room.

After Ji Yunting sat down, she remembered that the fire in the kitchen was not turned off yet. She hurriedly asked Ji Yunting to wait for her for a while, and after extinguishing the fire on the stove, she returned and prepared to cook water, tea and entertain the other party.

Ji Yunting smiled and said, telling Mrs. Wang not to work hard, just drink a glass of water.

This side of Suicheng is the southerner. Southerners, especially Chaoshan people, like to drink Kung Fu tea. They welcome guests on weekdays and invite guests to drink tea.

Although Ji Yunting was polite, Mrs. Wang was not too casual. She still boiled water, put the tea leaves in the teacup, and prepared to make Kung Fu tea to entertain guests.

While waiting for boiling water to boil, Old Mrs. Wang took the initiative to ask Ji Yunting about his purpose.

She wanted to first understand the purpose of the other party's abandoned baby girl.

Zhang Xiaohui said that she was entrusted by someone. This person refers to the biological mother who abandoned Jiang Ruotong back then. So why wasn’t this biological mother who abandoned her children come to find her? Instead, Ruotong’s boss, Zhang Xiaohui’s son, coming here?

Old Mrs. Wang didn't know what kind of relationship these people had. She couldn't easily speak before she understood it clearly.

Ji Yunting did not hide it anymore. In fact, the moment he recognized Aunt Wang as Jiang Ruotong's grandmother, he suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment in his mind and had an answer in his heart. However, the answer now needs to be confirmed by Mrs. Wang to be accurate.

Ji Yunting told the truth about Mrs. Wang, saying that the woman who asked Zhang Xiaohui to find the woman who was abandoned at the entrance of An Qi'er's orphanage back then was the biological mother of the baby girl and Ji Yunting's biological mother.

Old Mrs. Wang was shocked and stared at Ji Yunting with wide eyes, thinking, the young man in front of her was Tongtong's biological brother?!

Ji Yunting smiled bitterly and said, "I was only five years old when I was taken care of by Song Meixin. My current parents are my adoptive parents.

I only learned about Song Meixin giving birth to a daughter afterwards and abandoning her daughter at the entrance of the orphanage not long ago.

Old lady, I didn’t come for Song Meixin. My visit this time only represents myself. I want to simply recognize her as my brother!”

Old Mrs. Wang no longer knows what words to use to describe her mood.

She could hardly imagine what kind of heart that woman named Song Meixin was, and how could she abandon her own child again and again?

Her lips shook slightly and murmured, "Did she really encounter any last resort back then?"

Old Mrs. Wang still remembered the note she saw in her cradle. It said that she had no choice but to have no choice but to put the child at the entrance of the orphanage.

Ji Yunting's face was full of a sarcastic smile, and he shook his head and said, "The last resort? Haha, that's just an excuse for that woman to be selfish and irresponsible."

Speaking of this, Ji Yunting thought of the robbery accident that occurred in New York City, M country five years ago, and the Chinese girl who saved him, and he asked Mrs. Wang tentatively: "Old lady, is Ruotong my sister?"

Old Mrs. Wang's face changed slightly. Her hand, which was brewing tea, shook lightly. The tea in the teacup spilled out. She was scalded to her fingers and the conditioned ejaculation was collected.

Ji Yunting saw all this and had an answer in his heart.

He slowly told Mrs. Wang what happened in New York City five years ago, and also talked about the subtle emotional bond between Jiang Ruotong, who was the boss and the artist after he entered the industry.

"... Maybe everything is an arrangement in the dark. When I saw Ruotong in a trance before I was stabbed in M ​​Country, I felt like I met an old friend.

Later, I saw a lot of similarities to me in Ruotong, and I felt that I was very close to her psychologically. This is why I took special care of Ruotong and was willing to protect her and make her famous.

Old lady, please tell me what happened. Ruotong is my real sister, right?" Ji Yunting asked as he stared at Old Madam Wang.

Old Mrs. Wang's eyes were red, but she didn't hide it anymore. She nodded and said, "That's right, Tongtong is indeed not my granddaughter. Back then, after I finished cooking my granddaughter's funeral, I returned to the gate of Anqier's orphanage..."

Ji Yunting patiently listened to Mrs. Wang's previous experience in the past and consequences of adopting Jiang Ruotong, and her fingers holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Old Mrs. Wang was already covered in tears. She said intermittently: "I will transfer all the grief of losing my daughter and son-in-law and granddaughter, and the love for them on Tongtong. I sincerely treat the child as my closest relative in my blood to take care of him.

I gave her a name Ruotong. Ruotong, Ruotong, loved her like my eyes.

I have thought of Ruotong as soon as she grew up, she would tell her the secret of her life experience, but the child has a sensitive personality and looks strong. In fact, she is very soft, kind, and has a little inferiority. I was worried that she would not accept it, so I kept hiding it.

But I also understand that some things can never be kept in the fire. What should happen will happen, and what should come will come.

When I heard that a noble lady was looking for a baby girl who was abandoned at the entrance of the orphanage twenty-two years ago, I knew it was time to tell Tongtong the truth.”
Chapter completed!