The old man, who usually thought so meticulously, did not even require a paternity test, but directly believed the boy's words.
Likely, because Li Jinghang was extremely similar to the Zongzheng family members.
Moreover, he was so handsome and highly intelligent that the old man didn't care. He insisted that the boy was their Zongzheng family's own flesh and blood.
Although he wasn't entirely pleased with the boy's mother, that didn't get in the way of his fondness for this youngster.
Li Jinghang was entirely to his taste!
When the boy was taken away, the lady chauffeur hurriedly followed. She didn't dare to stay back alone.
Once she was outside the Zongzheng Residence, she struggled within herself for a couple of seconds, then, gathering her courage, blocked Huo Sichen's path.
"How, how could you treat your own son like this?"
Huo Sichen found her familiar.
The man narrowed his eyes, then remembered.
"It's you."
