The sun is setting and the evening is in full swing.

Taoyuan community in a small courtyard.

Jiang Zongming is standing in front of the square table in the main room, with a ball of noodles in his hand.

Although he is the leader of the Jiang family, his cooking is good.

In particular, hand rolling noodles are excellent. Because of his kung fu, his noodles are even more powerful than those made by Professional Pastry masters.

Yuan Bao and Jiang Lai each year on their birthday, he will personally make a bowl of longevity noodles.

Today, of course, is no exception.

He was talking to each other when a knock came from the door.

"Knock! Knock! Knock! "

Jiang Zongming turned to look at the wall clock. It was not seven o'clock.

In the afternoon, he talked to Jiang Lai on the phone. She said that they would arrive after 7:30.

Did you come ahead of time?

Jiang Zongming did not think much, raised the volume and called out to the door, "come in."

The gate was pushed open and someone came in.

Jiang Zongming also did not look up, suddenly thought of something, said in a voice, "Xiao Lai, you help me to get the rolling pin in the kitchen, I just forgot to take it."

No one answered him, and a few seconds later the footstep stood at the door of the main house.

Not far away, Jiang Zongming finally realized that the arrival of people's aura is not quite right.

He raised his head and saw Jiang Zongyi standing with his hands down.

On his shocked sight, Jiang Zongyi gave a faint smile, "the second brother is really interested! Unfortunately, I prefer rice to pasta. "

Jiang Zongming cold hum a, hand and face action is not stop, "don't be amorous, this noodles is not for you."

In the face of his cold voice, Jiang Zongyi was not angry, and even chuckled, "Oh, who is that for?"

Jiang Zongming didn't want to pay attention to him at all, continued to face with himself, and sneered, "it's nothing to do with you. My family doesn't welcome you. Go away."

He knew very well that with Jiang Zongyi's influence, it was not difficult to find out his address.

However, Jiang Zongyi's sudden visit tonight is quite intriguing.

"Since the second brother refuses to tell me, why don't I guess who the noodles are made for?" Jiang Zongyi smiles again. He looks at the dough on the table and says slowly, "is it for Yuanbao? Oh, no, maybe now I should call him the little Lord of the Lu family, Lu Shiyan. "

Jiang Zongming's action on his hand was severe, and he looked up at him with a clear shock in his eyes, "you..."

"How can I know who he is, right?" Jiang Zongyi finished speaking for him. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "second brother, you don't think I've been living in the mountains and I'm really isolated from the world. Do you know any news? Don't forget, it's not only you who have sons, but I have them. Yichen is so filial. Do I not know your every move? "

It's Jiang Yichen?!

Did he tell Jiang Zongyi that Lu Shiyan was Yuanbao?

Jiang Zongming's pupil tightened hard, and his hand on the dough was not tightened a little.

At the beginning, he warned Jiang Lai to let her dike the child.

After all, it was Jiang Zongyi who raised him by his side. I'm afraid that he has become a kind of human being.

Jiang Lai told him that Jiang Yichen was trustworthy.

What happened?

Unexpectedly, Yuanbao's identity was exposed in advance!

In fact, it was not a secret. Anyway, Yuanbao's real identity was the descendants of the Lu family.

However, the way Yuanbao entered Lujia was a transaction, and the transaction itself could not be seen.

Therefore, this matter can only be a secret for the time being, and no more people can know it.

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