Lu Yuwei's gaze followed his words and landed on Chennchenn's face. He was obviously stunned, "…Is he your child?"
Four years ago, because of Moo Huantong, he went to France in a fit of anger, cutting off all contact with her. He never returned, though he heard about Mo Nanjue's affairs while there, and had some contact with Chen An. However, he didn't know the details.
This time, Lu Yuwei returned to Las Vegas partly because he had resolved his internal struggles, and partly due to the pressure from the Lu Family, which left him no choice but to come back.
He felt like he had truly thought things through.
He could accept her now… Four years was enough, Lu Yuwei thought.
Mo Yaochenn, holding Beiyan's hand, raised his little head and replied, "Of course not, Mom says I popped out of a rice cooker."
"…"
Lu Yuwei's mouth twitched, while Beiyan patted his head, "Don't listen to your mom's nonsense. She carried you for ten months and gave birth to you."
