As Anya half-squatted, she hugged Ning Ning in her arms and both mother and child smiled happily. The scene was warm, and Ye Chen's heart fluttered as he saw the photograph.
His cold gaze suddenly became gentle and he seemed to be enjoying the moment.
Ye Chen even discovered that he was so eager for Anya to tell him that Ning Ning was his son and become a family with him. He would not reject such a fantasy. He even felt ecstatic at the thought of it.
"How do you explain this?" Old Master Ye was furious. "No wonder I felt that this child had a peculiar look when I met him that day. He lied to me that his father was a teacher."
Seeing this photo, Old Master Ye recalled his encounter with Ning Ning and was even angrier.
Ye Chen was obviously lying to him.
Old Master Ye felt it was weird that there were people in the world who almost resembled each other. That kid looked so similar to Ye Chen, yet he had thought of it as a coincidence. Little did he know that he had been lied to.
