"An Jiayou, shut up."
Lin Mubai's loud shout was quite successful; he managed to silence the little guy in front of him and also interrupted the happy conversation between An Nan and Ling Yichen.
An Nan's words were cut off, and he looked quite angry: "Why are you shouting? Jiayou, come here and meet your Uncle Ling."
An Jiayou shot someone a smug glance, then stepped forward: "Uncle Ling, nice to meet you."
"Good, good, good." Ling Yichen uttered three goods as he kept his gaze on the little guy who barely reached his chest, eyes full of confusion.
This kid looks to be at least in his teens. How old is An Nan? How could he be An Nan's son?
Soon, the little guy answered his question himself.
The big and small left An Nan and the now fuming Lin Mubai, walking through the long hallways of the hospital.
An Jiayou proactively broke the silence: "Uncle Ling, do you want to know my relationship with An Nan?"
