Hearing that, Youyou casually turned around and faced the elderly man with a grin.

He was brought up properly, so he was well-mannered and respected the elderly.

The elderly man seemed to be in his sixties.
Despite his frail and sluggish constitution, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk.

His face was expressionless, yet he seemed dignified.
His entire being exuded an air of magnificence and intimidation.
He was likely a man who had braved countless storms.
Just a look and one could tell that he was a powerful figure in his prime.

Looking closely at the child, he could not believe his eyes!

Could this child, who was already this big, be Mu Yazhe's illegitimate son?

How could that be possible?

Mu Yazhe, that boy of his, had always been heartless to women.
Why would he bear a child with another woman behind his back?

This child seemed to be cast from the same mould as little Yichen, though.

Unbelievable.

“Child, what is your name?”

Youyou smiled gracefully.
He did not know why, but he disliked this old man's scrutiny of him.

His thin lips arched slightly.
He showed a smiling face, but his eyes were a little distant and cold.

“Grandpa, my mommy told me before I left the house not to talk to strangers.”

The elderly man was shocked.
Whether it was the look in his eyes or his manner of speaking, the child was surprisingly mature! How was he a six or seven-year-old child?

He… was just like the nine-year-old Mu Yazhe! Smart, calm, and mature – even the look in his eyes was very similar.

“Who is your mother? Tell grandpa!”

“Who my mommy is has got nothing to do with you.” He ended his sentence with a curl of his lips.
He turned to leave but got intercepted by the chauffeur again.

This chauffeur, who was trained in martial arts, did not hold back from hurting him.

The curl in Youyou's lips turned cold.

“Let go.”

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