At night, the Ye Family home.
Before the elderly master arrived at the hospital, Ye Mingyao and Shen Yue'e had already adjusted their mood, acting as if nothing had happened. They greeted him with smiles, telling him the good news: Xiaofeng was Ye Zhantian's flesh and blood!
"You've worked hard!"
After this incident, the old master no longer doubted them. On the way, he even complained to Abu about Ye Zhantian being overly sensitive and suspicious for doubting his own people.
Abu comforted him with a smile, "Now that everything's fine, it's all good... it's all good..."
Xiaofeng had fallen asleep. The old master personally carried him to the car, watching the sleeping child affectionately and couldn't help but sigh—
"Although I believed Xiaofeng was my grandson before, there was still some unease without a paternity test. Now that we have done the test, there's no need to question anymore. I must properly cultivate Xiaofeng, to make him even more outstanding than his father."
