As An Jiayou's words fell, he immediately moved forward, reluctant to admit that he knew these two fools, yet the reality was, he was here with them.
At the entrance to the 'Champs Elysees,' Lan Luo had been waiting there, eager to be the first to see Young Master Lin's legendary future son. Seeing a group of familiar figures from afar, he quickly rose from the sofa in the hall to meet them.
As the crowd approached, his gaze first fell on the face of the boy walking at the front. A flash of amazement crossed his eyes. He had to admit, this child was indeed very good-looking, but apart from some subtle similarities, he didn't look much like the woman walking beside Young Master Lin. So, does he resemble his dad?
