Jiang Biyun had no intention of talking about other things, and was only thinking about his own son. After listening to Dai Jialang's words, he thought he was talking to him. He pondered for a while and said

"Jialang, don't worry. I know that Jiyao has made arrangements in secret. Even if my own son comes back, you will still be Jiyao's son. I promise to treat you equally.

However, we mother and son are separated from each other when they are born. You can understand your godmother’s mood. If you really know the whereabouts of my own son, would you tell your godmother? Speaking of which, he is also your brother.”

Dai Jialang didn't speak for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Godmom, you misunderstood me. In fact, I don't worry about any threat to me when your own son comes back. To be honest, the reason why I don't want to mention this to you and the chairman is not because I am worried about anything, but because I have a hidden secret."

When Jiang Biyun heard this, she lifted the quilt and sat up, and said in a lingering voice, "So you really know the whereabouts of my son?"

After pausing, he said excitedly, "Jialang, don't have any scruples. If you have anything to say, you helped your godmother find her son. I'm grateful that you are too late. How could you have other ideas?"

Dai Jialang threw the cigarette butt out the window, walked over and supported Jiang Biyun and leaned back on the head of the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then slowly said, "Godmom, I can't confirm this matter at the moment. After all, there must be a scientific basis for confirming the relationship between father and son or mother and son."

Jiang Biyun grabbed Dai Jialang's hand, interrupted him quickly, and said excitedly, "Don't care whether it is true or false, tell me first, where is he?"

Dai Jialang sighed, lowered his head and said nothing, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Jiang Biyun said in a trembling voice, "Jialang, do you still want your godmother to kneel down and beg you before you can say it?"

"Godmom? It's not that I don't tell you. I'm really worried that you will not be able to stand it in the future. Don't say that you can't stand it. Even the chairman may not be able to withstand such a blow."

Jiang Biyun stared at him for a moment, then trembled slightly, and said in a lost voice, "What? Could it be that he, he is no longer alive?"

Through this test, Dai Jialang has basically figured out Jiang Biyun's bottom line. Obviously, what Jiang Biyun is most concerned about at the moment is not the issue of family property, but the rush to know the whereabouts of his son, and even makes promises to himself.

Of course, it is hard to say whether she will change her mind when her son really comes back, but one thing is basically certain that she should not help Zhou Yuting to go against her.

Since this is the case, there is no need to worry too much about Zhou Yuting, because Jiang Biyun's own son is at least impossible for him to come back now.

"Godmom, don't worry, your own son, that is, my elder brother, is still alive, but..." Dai Jialang saw that it had already aroused Jiang Biyun's appetite.

"Just what? Where is he?"

Dai Jialang then said slowly, "He is in prison and should not be able to come out for a while. However, if you want to confirm whether he is your own son, I can help you figure out this matter thoroughly."

"In prison? What's going on? What crime did he commit?" Jiang Biyun said in surprise.

Dai Jialang hesitated for a while before saying, "Godmom, this is why I have never told you and the chairman about this."

Jiang Biyun gasped for a while and said, "You said, no matter what, as long as he is still alive, at least we, mother and son, can meet again."

Dai Jialang did not expect that a mother would be so resentful to a son she had never met. She sighed and understood why her mother surrendered to Zhou Jiyao. To put it bluntly, isn’t everything her mother did for herself?

After thinking about this, he couldn't bear to lose Jiang Biyun's appetite anymore. He hesitated for a while and said, "Godmom, in fact, your son is far away from the sky and is close to you. You have met frequently for so many years, and you are not unfamiliar with it."

Jiang Biyun nervously grabbed Dai Jialang's hand and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you talking about? Do I know you?"

Dai Jialang nodded slowly, sighed and said, "It's really a sin."

"Who is it? Tell me quickly, who is it?" Jiang Biyun's voice sounded so excited that she almost cried.

Dai Jialang almost pressed against Jiang Biyun's ear and said, "He is Boss Deng."

When Jiang Biyun heard this, she suddenly trembled, staring at Dai Jialang with her eyes trembling, her lips trembling but she couldn't speak, and then her eyes turned pale and she fainted.

Although Dai Jialang had already guessed what Jiang Biyun would react if the time bomb was thrown out, she didn't expect that she would faint. She was also a little anxious and shouted, "Godmom, godmom, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Biyun's eyes were closed, her anger was as pale as she looked pale, and she didn't respond at all.

Dai Jialang was startled and hurriedly asked Jing Biyun to lie flat on the bed.

But Jiang Biyun's eyes were closed and there was no sign of waking up. Dai Jialang was a soldier and knew how to get first aid.

After some first aid, Jiang Biyun finally slowly opened her eyes.

"Godmom, what do you think? Do you want to take you to the hospital?"

Jiang Biyun didn't even have time to think about it at this time and said, "Help me up."

"Water, pour me a glass of water." Jiang Biyun said weakly.

Dai Jialang had no choice but to let Jiang Biyun lean against the bedside, then hurriedly poured a cup of hot water, put it to Jiang Biyun's mouth and let her drink a few sips, then put the teacup on the bedside table, and said

"Godmom?, I just worried that you would do this, so I never told you that if you are so excited, I won't say it."

Jiang Biyun's hair was already scattered, and she said to herself, "No wonder, no wonder I always feel that Boss Deng... Every time I see him, I always feel indescribable."

Dai Jialang didn't think Jiang Biyun was talking nonsense. In fact, he believed in this mysterious mother-son sense.

"Godmom, it can only be finalized after doing DNA identification. It is not the time to draw a conclusion now."

Jiang Biyun sat up with her body, leaned against the head of the bed, and gasped, saying, "You, how did you know that Boss Deng is my son? Whose daughter is that Yubing is?"

Dai Jialang hesitated for a while and said, "Godmom, this is a long way to say it."

As he was talking, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and Zhou Rumei walked in tremblingly. Dai Jialang was so scared that he stood up quickly.

Zhou Rumei glanced at her and found that Jiang Biyun's expression was not right. When she saw her again, she looked listless and stared at Dai Jialang and asked, "Boy, why did you make your godmother look like this?"

Dai Jialang said with a embarrassed look, "My godmother remembered some past events just now, so she is sad. Haven't I been comforting her all the time?"

Jiang Biyun raised his hand and waved it weakly a few times, saying, "Sister, Jia Lang has told me that my miserable son is actually the boss of the Deng family."

Zhou Rumei was obviously surprised, then glared at Dai Jialang and scolded, "Boy, what are you talking about? How could the boss of the Deng family be your godmother's son? What the hell are you doing?"

Dai Jialang said with a grievance, "Grand aunt, I don't want to say it either, but I really can't bear to hide it from my godmother. It's just that I haven't done an in-person appraisal yet, so I can't guarantee it."

Jiang Biyun waved to Dai Jialang and said, "Come here and explain the whole story to me in front of your aunt."

Before Dai Jialang could speak, Zhou Rumei suddenly said, "Conspiracy, conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy."

Dai Jialang nodded and said, "It is indeed a conspiracy, but a carefully planned conspiracy."

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Chapter completed!