Su Bai thought, heād better go first!
He quickly went upstairs, carrying Cute in his arms.
Gu Liancheng looked at Jiujiu, thinking this brat was still as cocky as ever. In the future, he would have to discipline him properly to show him whoās the boss and whoās the child.
Of course, all of this was in the future, who knows what will happen?
Well, considering Jiujiu didnāt know he was his father, he decided to forgive him for his ignorance!
"I know," Fang Jiujiu yawned a few times, then slapped his mouth, "You are Gu Liancheng."
Gu Liancheng was slightly taken aback, "You know me?"
"Yes," Fang Jiujiu stretched out his legs, leaning against the back of the sofa as if he was the boss, and said, "The man who runs the Liancheng Group. In a few years, you have acquired companies from various industries, and now own an entire empire. Overall, your MVP value is quite high."
"..." Did he hear that right? These were the words of a four-year-old child?
Gu Liancheng suddenly felt like laughing.
Thinking about it, it was no wonder that his earlier questioning had earned the contempt of this brat.
Alright then, letās have a formal conversation.
Gu Liancheng stood up and sat down on the single-seater sofa to his right, crossing his legs as if two company executives were having a conversation, not a father and son.
Looking down from the second floor, Su Bai felt that anyone who dared to say Little Master was not the presidentās son could have his head to use as a stool!
Let alone their looks, just their identical aura and presence made it unquestionable.
"So, youāre called Fang Jiujiu?"
"Yes."
"Who gave you this name? Fang Eleven?" Gu Liancheng was reminded of the origin of the name Eleven and couldnāt help but laugh, "So you were born on March 9th... Thatās why your name is Jiujiu?"
Now, no more evidence was needed. He and Cute were twins!
That day at the hospital, he also had a fever, was it because of the intense telepathy between twins?
With this thought, he couldnāt help but laugh. No wonder Cute didnāt want to leave him the other day when they were playing.
"Besides the fact that Iām Gu Liancheng, do you know who else I am?" Gu Liancheng sat up straighter, "like what our relationship is."
He was looking forward to seeing the boyās surprised expression when he said, "I am your father."
Fang Jiujiu clasped his little hands together, glanced at him, with an air as equally commanding as his own: "You mean, the blood relation between me, Fang Jiujiu, and you, Gu Liancheng?"
To his surprise, Gu Liancheng was the one who seemed taken aback, his expression betraying his shock: "You know??"
Fang Jiujiu shrugged: "You are my biological father. Iāve always known."
Gu Liancheng: "..."
...
"Feiāer?"
Ye Mo pushed open a room, the room was empty when he turned on the lights.
Where the hell has this girl gone?
Ye Mo turned around, pushed open the room across the hall, suddenly a shadow launched at him.
An immediate conditioned response was to dodge. He turned his body to one side, and not only did the shadow miss, but he also caught its arm. From the feel, the figure was slender, the wrist delicateāit was a woman.
During the blink of an eye when he pulled her back, the woman managed to throw a punch at him.
Luckily, Ye Moās reflexes were quick enough to dodge under such urgent and unknown conditions; he was able to dodge the punch and quickly grabbed her other hand.
At that moment, Ye Moās eyes narrowed as he thought of the incident in the backyard not too long ago.
He could immediately recognize Feiāer; she wasnāt it. The only other woman who could compete with him was Song Yanxi.