Leng Youchen led Wei Chenchen to the side of the Hummer, opened the car door, and placed the child inside. Seeing Lu Feng staring at him as if he had seen a ghost, he said coldly, "Have a stroke?"
"..." Still so sharp-tongued.
Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, looking at the quiet child curiously sitting in the back seat, he lowered his voice and said, "BOSS, is this your son?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I picked him up, I'll send him back in a couple of days." Leng Youchen glared at him, opened the car door, and got in.
Lu Feng leaned against the car window, teasingly said, "Are you sure he's not your illegitimate son or something? I think you two look quite alike?"
Leng Youchen instinctively glanced at Wei Chenchen, perhaps with the image of his tearful, bun-like face lingering in his mind, disdainfully said, "How could my son be so ugly?"
Wei Chenchen: "..."
Lu Feng: "..."
