The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 619 Old Jiang Treats Everyone Equally

The little guy stared blankly at his father's face in the video for a moment, then stuck out his tiny pink tongue, which melted Jiang Chenyu's heart.

The little boy looked at his father, who seemed different today than ever before.

Jiang Chenyu asked with a smile, "Don't you recognize your father?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the little guy remained excited and even tried to jump up.

Gu Nuannuan couldn't even hold her restless son in one arm.

Hearing the sound, Nangong Zi walked over and stood behind Jiang Chenyu, bending over with his hands behind his back, looking at the frolicking little guy in the video, "Son, look at your godfather."

The little guy's excitement gradually waned at the unfamiliar face; he frowned, looking at the stranger. Nangong Zi: "..." What does this mean?

Wei Aihua was making water for the baby when Gu Nuannuan said, "Honey, it's time to give the baby water. You and Nangong should come home early when you're done with your work."

After a brief chat, the two hung up.

Gu Nuannuan hugged the little dumpling, leaned in and kissed her son's face hard on his fair cheeks.

"Oh dear!"

Gu Nuannuan looked at her "little toy" and couldn't resist kissing him. "Do you think your godfather came to see you?"

"Oh dear!"

Although Old Master Jiang wasn't usually very friendly to his eldest grandson, when he was truly seriously injured, he upheld the principles of fairness and impartiality, treating all his grandsons equally. After showing affection to his younger grandson, he went straight to his eldest grandson's bedroom to shower him with "love," saying, "Little Su, lie in bed, Grandpa will personally apply the medicine for you." Jiangsu, however, was skeptical of his family's character. "Grandpa, will you use this opportunity to take revenge?"

Old Jiang hesitated for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said, "Not this time."

Jiangsu: "...Grandpa doesn't need to bother with anything; the grandson can fend for himself."

Even though the person involved refused, the domineering old man Jiang insisted on applying the medicine to his grandson. He threatened Jiangsu with his cane, saying, "Lie down in bed, and I'll apply the medicine for you!"

Later, Jiangsu, fearing the cane in his grandfather's hand, shouted from upstairs, "I already had two injuries, and now you're going to make them into three!"

Later, his screams came from Jiangsu's bedroom: "Grandpa, my leg wasn't broken, but you're going to break it with your cane."

"Listen to Grandpa's folk remedy, tap the acupoints on your legs more often. Once your meridians are activated, your legs will naturally get better. Grandpa will massage them for you a couple more times in a bit."

Jiangsu yelled, "Even if you have a grandson, you don't have to mistreat your eldest son!"

Jiangsu seemed to have been beaten up again. Ning'er looked at the pitiful state of the place and couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she slipped away.

"Damn it, old man Jiang, if you want to hold your great-grandson in your lifetime, you'll have to rely on me! Understand? You spoil me rotten, and you expect your little grandson to make you a great-grandfather? In your next life... ah."

Downstairs, Gu Nuannuan held her little darling and glanced at the shrill screams coming from upstairs.

How miserable.

She and her chubby son looked at each other, and the little guy stared at his mother with adorable blankness. Gu Nuannuan was quiet for a while, and finally said, "What your brother said is indeed true." The Jiang family can't count on Little Mountain Lord.

"Ah~"

Later, after stretching his muscles, Old Jiang went out with a brisk pace, leaning on his cane.

In the evening, Jiangsu dragged her leg, which was not serious to begin with, downstairs for dinner.

Ning'er was the one most worried. Her aunt said, "You are what you eat." So, Ning'er stewed a plate of pig's trotters for Jiangsu to eat.

Jiangsu turned to look at Gu Nuannuan and her precious son, who had been eyeing the pig's trotters in front of him for a long time. "Sister Nuannuan, when does my uncle get off work? I want to go to the company to work overtime."

Jiang Group.

Nangong Zi waited for news with Jiang Chenyu, asking, "Why haven't we made a move yet?"

He joked casually in the morning, but as night fell, Nangong Zi also dropped his lazy demeanor. "Don't we already know about the Walker family?"

Jiang Chenyu: "Who built this bridge?"

Nangong Zi was surprised, "There's a middleman?"

The sky outside the window gradually turned blue and then darkened, and the streetlights of the city slowly illuminated the entire bustling city. The sun slanted, the moon rose, and a few stars twinkled in the sky. This cool, gloomy atmosphere was most comfortable for Jiang Chenyu. He slightly turned his chair and looked at his friend. "One can't get in, and the other can't get out. There's no connection between the two on the black web. The Walker family doesn't know about the feud between our Jiang family and Ye Rong, let alone know about Ye Xin who's on the run. They can't contact him."

Even if Ye Xin knew through the internet that the Walker family had been making trouble in front of him recently, and that he wanted to join forces with them, he would need to contact them and cooperate. So, how would he make that contact? And how would they cooperate? Between two countries, even with VPNs, Bai Chen might not be able to find old Walker's private contact information; how could Ye Xin possibly find it?

Furthermore, what evidence did he use to gain the trust of the Walker family?

This is the sentence Jiang Chenyu said the most today: there are too many suspicious points, and the person who "bridges the gap" is not clean either! Take action once and solve it all at once.

After listening to Jiang Chenyu's words, Nangong Zijing finally understood why he hadn't made a move.

It seems the roots haven't been completely pulled out yet. He waited quietly for news in his office. "Of the rest of us, you're the only one who's married."

Jiang Chenyu urged appropriately, "Don't be resistant to introductions from elders. Getting to know them might lead you to the right person. After all, parents wouldn't betray their children. My Xiaonuan and I are an example. If we had met her earlier and gotten to know her properly, Xiaoshanjun would probably be sitting on it by now."

Nangong Zi looked puzzled, his face darkening. "So, is being able to sit up really that impressive?" Was he just being ignorant? Don't all children know how to sit up?

Jiang Chenyu looked at his phone's screen saver, which featured his adorable son with a cute little bubbly face. "You wouldn't know if you didn't have a son. He's so clumsy he can't even roll over properly now. Every time he can't roll over, he makes 'ah ah' noises, like he's asking me for help."

“Xiao Nuan and I can now translate the baby talk of the mountain king. As soon as he opens his mouth, we know what he wants to say.”

"He doesn't sleep at night, it's like having a little sparrow lying next to him, chirping incessantly. Twice, his constant chatter almost made Xiao Nuan late for school, but he just lies there catching up on sleep during the day." Jiang Chenyu thought of his son, as if he had endless heartwarming stories to share. Even when his son sneezed and scared him to tears, he found it adorable.

Looking at his brother, who was overcome with fatherly love, Nangong Zi said, "After saying so much, why don't you let me take him back to Chaozhou for a couple of days?"

Jiang Chenyu refused without hesitation, "No."

As night deepened, Ye Xin received a call from Wei Jie: "I've taken care of everything you asked for. What about Jiang Chenyu's child?"

A short while later, Ye Xin received a record on his phone from the Walker family. It was handled by an agency under Ruisheng and appeared to be a dead file, which would only be automatically released when Ye An'an turned eighteen.

Ye Xin feared that the Walker family might tamper with the money, knowing that they were desperately short of cash and that this money could save the Walker Group.

He cautiously found a lawyer to handle the case and added a combination lock to the money. If anyone wanted to access the money during this period, they would have to enter the password, which would automatically expire after eighteen years. After doing everything, Ye Xin hung up the phone.