Young Master Yan had perfectly imitated the baby boy's arrogant demeanor and tone, and after he recounted everything the baby had said word for word, Zhu Qianying was holding her stomach and doubled over with laughter.
After finally managing to stop laughing, Zhu Qianying spoke, "Indeed, it takes one to counter another!"
Young Master Yan glanced at her, then at the baby boy holding onto Xiao Bao's hand and walking back.
"A long time ago, a fortune-teller told me I have two nemeses in this life. At the time, I thought he was talking nonsense, and I scolded him without giving him a cent. It wasn't until I saw the baby boy that I understood, his prediction was extremely accurate."
Zhu Qianying looked at him sideways, "Young Master Yan's two nemeses? Who exactly are they?"
Young Master Yan pinched her cheek, "You're pretending, these two nemeses, one is unquestionably you, and the baby boy, undoubtedly, is the other."
