"Mommy, are you okay?" The young kid scooted over when he saw Cheng Anya speechless. He waved his tender hand in front of her and asked with an elegant smile, "Are you shocked into a daze?"
Cheng Anya recovered from her daze and bit her lip. "I was shocked into a daze!" she replied plainly.
The young kid smiled with a teasing gaze. "I thought you would calmly respond to everything you hear!"
"Oh, baby!" Cheng Anya suddenly asked in a serious tone, "Is Louis powerful, or are you powerful?"
The young kid's lips curled into an arrogant smile. It was as though Cheng Anya had asked a nonsensical question. He had a gaze that was atypical of arrogance. "Me!" he said firmly.
"Really?" Cheng Anya slightly doubted as she pushed his little elbow. "The Italian mafia has been extremely prominent and aggressive recently according to the news on television. Didn't they sweep and unite the entire Italian underworld?"