Chiang Xiao met his gaze.
She saw determination and protection in his eyes.
She didn't answer Cheng Cheng's question, but instead asked, "May I ask, what's your relationship with him?"
Cheng Cheng's lips curled slightly, "Sure. Father and son."
"Ha!"
Chiang Xiao almost spat out.
"Fa... Father and son?" she stammered a bit, "Are you serious? How old is this person you're talking about?"
Father and son?
According to Chiang Qingzhu's description, Ah Liu was at most seventeen or eighteen at that time, so now he'd be thirty-five or thirty-six, definitely not over forty. Cheng Cheng seemed to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, could Ah Liu really have a son this old?
Almost instantly, Chiang Xiao felt disappointed.
She thought the person Cheng Cheng mentioned might just have the same name, probably not the person she was searching for.
Cheng Cheng continued calmly, "He's around thirty-five or thirty-six, I'm twenty-five this year, and he's my adopted father."
