"Mr. He, the private room is ready. Please follow me."
Yang Yun took He Yanfeng's arm, smiled and nodded: "Thank you."
"It is our honor that Mr. He and Mrs. He chose our hotel for dinner." The foreman manager led the way with a smile on his face, his tone warm but not too intimate: "After knowing that Mr. He and Mrs. He had reserved a table yesterday, I took the initiative to leave a portion of the broth that the chef opened today. Mrs. He heard that your son loves braised meatballs, so we started cooking them in the kitchen this morning. It has been simmered over low heat until now, which is just right."
Jiang Chen and He Qianmin followed two steps behind He Yanfeng and his wife. Hearing this, He Qianmin subconsciously turned his head to look at Jiang Chen. When he found that he looked calm and didn't seem to notice anything unusual, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"We are here. I hope Mr. He, Mrs. He and the two gentlemen enjoy their meal."
The foreman manager helped to close the door of the private room and left. The two solid wooden doors were closed, blocking out any noise from outside. The air was silent for a moment.
The box is large, decorated in a neo-Chinese style, with high ceilings and bright space. The dining area and leisure area are clearly distinguished. It will still be a while before the dishes are served, so the four of them sat on the sofa in the leisure area. Not long after, the silence was broken by the waiter who came in to take the order.
Yang Yun casually picked up a menu and handed it to Jiang Chen: "Xiaochen, you order first."
"Thank you, Aunt Yang." Jiang Chen took it politely, ordered a dish at random and handed the menu to He Qianmin.
"Wouldn't you like to order more?" Yang Yun asked with concern, "Your hand hasn't healed yet, so you need to eat something to promote wound healing. Would you like to order some squab soup?"
Jiang Chen smiled and declined: "No, I'm not very hungry now, thank you Aunt Yang."
Yang Yun curled her lips slightly to hide the disappointment in her eyes.
He Qianmin glanced at his mother without leaving a trace, and said, "Mom, I just drank a bottle of Coke after class, and I'm not hungry now, you order."
Yang Yun immediately shifted her attention: "Didn't mom tell you to drink less of these things? Coke is not healthy, and you are growing up now, drinking too much carbonated drinks is not good for your health."
"I never drink much." He Qianmin turned to look at Jiang Chen: "My brother can testify for me."
"Qian Min rarely buys drinks. This should be a treat from his classmates, and he can't refuse."
Yang Yun was relieved, and took He Qianmin's hand and warned: "You really have to listen to your brother more at school, but your brother is already a senior, and he is so busy with work, and now his hand is injured. Remember to take good care of him, but you can't always look for him and delay his studies." She turned to look at Jiang Chen, her eyes gentle: "Xiao Chen, take good care of yourself at school, your health is the most important, understand?"
Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he said calmly, "Okay."
After the waiter took the order and left, He Yanfeng stood up and said, "Qian Min, you stay outside with your mother, Xiaochen, come in and talk with me."
He Qianmin's crooked sitting body instantly straightened up, and then stood up: "I'll go with you."
He Yanfeng turned around, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and said, "You haven't seen your mother for so long, can't you spend more time with her?"
"It's the same if I accompany you during dinner later." He Qianmin walked to Jiang Chen's side and said, "Besides, what can you and my brother say to avoid me and my mother? It's okay for me to come along."
"Qian Min, sit with mom outside for a while and tell mom how you've been doing in school over the past half month." Yang Yun secretly exerted force and held Qian Min's arm: "After dad and brother finish talking, they will tell you when they come out."
He Qianmin pulled his hand away. It was the first time he realized that his weak mother could be so strong.
Jiang Chen raised his eyes and glanced at He Qianmin. Seeing that he stopped struggling, he turned his head and said, "Uncle He, where are we going to talk?"
He Yanfeng walked to the antique display cabinet, went around the screen, and opened a hidden door. Jiang Chen then discovered that there was a small meeting room hidden in this private room.
"Come in."
He Yanfeng found an armchair and sat down, then raised his hand to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen closed the door, glanced at the lush green plants outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat down opposite He Yanfeng.
"Do you like the decoration here?" He Yanfeng glanced out the window: "Or the green plants."
"My father likes this decoration style." Jiang Chen slightly curved his eyes: "My mother likes flowers and plants very much."
He Yanfeng nodded his chin twice and changed the subject, "I asked you to come in and talk alone. You should be a little confused."
"Before..." He Yanfeng tapped the table with his fingers and paused for a while, as if he was considering his words: "My wife and I have been thinking about how to tell you something for a long time, but before we told you this, a lot of things happened. After going through all this, I think that maybe getting straight to the point is the most effective way to talk to you."
Jiang Chen nodded: "Uncle He, you can speak directly if you have anything to say."
He Yanfeng took out a brown paper bag from the chest of drawers and placed it in front of Jiang Chen: "Take a look at this first."
Jiang Chen lowered his eyes to glance at the paper bag but did not open it immediately.
He Yanfeng returned to his original seat and sat down. He did not urge him, and said gently and slowly: "I remember the first time I saw you was in the bookstore. You were with a little girl, talking to Li Xiao Qianyu. I was very surprised. Qianyu is not a shy person, but she seemed to have changed when she met you. Later, when I saw you getting along with Qian Min, I was even more surprised. He Qianmin was rarely well-behaved even in front of his elders, but he was so well-behaved in front of you that I almost didn't recognize him. At that time, I thought, what ability do you have to make our little devil so obedient..."
Jiang Chen opened the brown paper bag and pulled out several bound A4 papers.
He Yanfeng observed Jiang Chen's expression calmly and continued, "Later, as I came into contact with you more and more, I had to admit that you were indeed a very likable child, worthy of everyone's love, until I got this brown paper bag."
Jiang Chen turned to the last page of the results, paused for a moment, and gently placed the report on the table.
"You don't look surprised at all." He Yanfeng said, "When your mother and I got this report, we were much more surprised than you."
Jiang Chen did not hide it: "There are too many similar coincidences. I guessed a little bit before."
He Yanfeng sat up straight, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Jiang Chen quietly: "Have you checked it?"
"No."
The smile on He Yanfeng's face faded a little bit, and he asked in an obscure tone: "Why don't you check it out?"
Jiang Chen raised his eyes: "Why?"
Two pairs of similar eyes confronted each other. The dust floating in the air slowed down, leaving only the sound of gentle breathing.
He Yanfeng chuckled suddenly, crossed his legs, and leaned back: "I used to think that my two sons, one seems steady but actually lacks responsibility, and the other seems flamboyant but actually piles himself up like a hedgehog, why is it that neither of them has a personality like me? Now I know that it's not that there are none of them."
"Xiaochen, you don't need to be hostile to me and your mother." He Yanfeng stopped smiling, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "We are your biological parents, and we do everything out of love. At the same time, we respect you very much, so when we first learned about this, we did not immediately run to the Jiang family to negotiate with your adoptive parents to get you back. Instead, we found a suitable time to tell you about this first, and then you can decide when to tell your adoptive parents."
Jiang Chen put the report back into the brown paper bag and said calmly, "Even if I say that I don't want to change my identity for the time being, and I don't want you to publicize this matter, you will still obey my wishes?"
"We are willing to discuss it with you." He Yanfeng smiled slightly: "Find a time that both parties find suitable."
"Half a year." Jiang Chen said, "I will announce this matter after I take the college entrance examination."
Even though He Yanfeng thought that Jiang Chen would delay for a while to give Jiang's parents some time to prepare, he didn't expect Jiang Chen to ask for half a year. Without even thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "That's impossible."
Worried that Jiang Chen might misunderstand, He Yanfeng quickly explained, "Your identity is extremely important to the He family. The He family is not just your mother and I, but also your uncle, aunt, grandparents, and especially the two old people. After they knew your identity, they were eager to meet you. As a father, I can try my best to meet your request, but as a son, half a year is too long for the old people."
Jiang Chen didn't expect this to be the reason. Facing He Yanfeng's gentle and sincere gaze, he pursed his lips slightly and told his reasons: "My mother is still four months away from giving birth. I don't want her to be stimulated in this period. Moreover, she is an elderly mother and needs more care during the confinement period than other mothers. If she knew my identity, it would be difficult for her to rest and recuperate."
He Yanfeng didn't expect Jiang Chen to give this reason for half a year. He pondered for a moment and said, "Xiaochen, I understand your worries and concerns, and I know that you have a deep relationship with your adoptive parents, but half a year is indeed too long. I will go back and discuss it with your grandfather. Dad can't guarantee you the final result."
Hearing He Yanfeng's last words, Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, paused for a moment, pursed his lips and said: "Thank you."
He Yanfeng had been observing Jiang Chen's expression. Seeing that he showed no rejection or resistance to his claim, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he struck while the iron was hot, "We two father and son don't care about thanking each other. If you have any problems in the future, just tell dad. As long as it's not a crime, dad will support you unconditionally."
Jiang Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.
He Yanfeng crossed his legs, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go out and tell your brother about this. His expression will be very interesting later, maybe he will jump up in surprise."
Jiang Chen glanced at He Yanfeng's high-spirited face, then stood up and thought to himself: He Yanfeng is destined to be disappointed.
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