The little fellow lifted his lips, noticed Gan Yuan's gaze, and immediately reeled in his mischievous smile, taking the initiative to walk over to Leng Xiaoye.
"Hello, Grandma, I'm Xiaotang."
Chongchong only worried that his mother would be too cold toward the little fellow and quickly came over, holding Xiaotang's shoulders, "Mommy, look, doesn't the little fellow look a lot like brother? Apart from the eyes, it's like they were cast from the same mold!"
"Yes." Leng Xiaoye reached out to pinch the little fellow's cheeks, "Very much alike."
At this moment, Huangfu Yaoyang had stepped out of the entrance hall, and all the guards and staff, upon seeing him, immediately stood at attention and saluted.
Chongchong immediately led Xiaotang to his father's side.
"Xiaotang, guess who this is?"
The little fellow lifted his face to meet the man's gaze.
"Hello, Grandpa."
"Yes."