"You all look like you're in your early twenties! Always calling me grandpa, grandpa. Do I look that old? I'm only forty-eight!"
The three young people sitting on the sofa were instantly stunned, extremely awkward.
How could a forty-eight-year-old man have a full head of white hair and be hunched over? He's aging too quickly!
"I'm sorry, really sorry, Uncle, Uncle Chen!" Shen Zhixuan hurriedly apologized.
Zhong Lingling and Li Xue also started calling him Uncle.
Chen Xue also sat down on the sofa.
The sofa leather had cracked due to age, but it was still soft and comfortable, just not very aesthetically pleasing.
"So, who are you? What do you want with me?" Chen Xue asked directly.
"Uncle Chen, this might be a bit presumptuous... I want to ask, did you possibly lose a child back then?" Shen Zhixuan asked.
At this moment, Zhong Lingling was so nervous she didn't know how to speak properly.
Her palms kept sweating, even though it wasn't hot at all.
