"I already had my birthday," Youyou corrected, "so technically, I am already seven years old."
Gong Jie was silent.
This kid…
He even knew cold humor.
The two exchanged a firm handshake as well as glances. They began sizing each other up at the same time.
There was a hint of judgment in the man's eyes.
The boy did not lack the same questioning look in his eyes.
Carefully examining his face closeup, the kid was even more alarmed.
Why did this man look so strikingly similar to mommy?
If he were not in a suit and had a different hairstyle, he would get a sense of déjà vu as it would seem as though the one standing in front of him were his mother.
Alike.
They looked really alike.
It was hard not to think that there was a connection between this man and his mommy.
The man was also surreptitiously sizing him up.
