Rong Shaoze walked over, proudly introducing the two of them, "My son! Rong Lincong, four years old! Xiaocong, say hello to Uncle Tao and Uncle Xu."
"Hello, Uncle Tao, hello, Uncle Xu!" Xiaocong called out sweetly, irresistibly cute with his delicate appearance.
Tao Hua couldn't help but blindfold his eyes and screech exaggeratedly, "You're showing off, outright showing off! Are you picking on us because we don't have kids? I'll just find a woman and have one someday."
Rong Shaoze raised an eyebrow, smiling smugly, "Alright then, I'll wait for you to have one, but sure enough, it won't be as cute as my son. Xiaocong, right?"
"Yes, Xiaocong is the cutest child!" Xiaocong clenched his fists, loudly agreeing with him.
Tao Hua and Xu Yao's lips twitched, this father and son pair were indeed something else!
Rong Shaoze was not embarrassed in the slightest, proclaiming shamelessly, "My son has already called you 'uncle,' don't you think you should give something in return?"
