Xiao Mo nodded with great seriousness, finding Zhao Gushen's words quite reasonable.
The old lady was beside them, her gaze constantly shifting back and forth between Zhao Gushen and Xiao Mo's faces.
Xiao Mo was practically a spitting image of Zhao Gushen when he was young.
Watching them chat now, even their expressions were so similar.
It was as if they had been living together all along, and Xiao Mo had naturally picked up some of Zhao Gushen's habits from a young age.
No one would have thought that Xiao Mo had never lived with Zhao Gushen in the past four years.
The old lady felt a little choked up.
She didn't need Zhao Gushen to provide any evidence to prove anything to her.
How could Xiao Mo possibly not be Zhao Gushen's child!
The old lady secretly grabbed Chi Jingsi's hand and whispered, "Jing Si, you have a grandson!"
Chi Jingsi: "..."
The surprise was so sudden that she wasn't prepared for it.
