350 Son, Ism Your Father 4 (2/2)
Was this little imp who's full of logic really his son!?!
”Little imp, let me tell you, regardless of whether you've gotten used to it or not, I'm your biological father nonetheless. Look how much you resemble me. You have to get used to it no matter what.”
”Are we automatically biologically related just because we look alike? Just because we look like each other, we're father and son? Many cats resemble each other too. Does that mean they're all related by blood?”
Jin Qingyan was at a loss for words. Is this really a five-year-old child? he thought to himself.
Didn't seem like it at all.
”What's your name?”
”My name is An Youqing.”
”Who gave you that name?” Jin Qingyan asked in a delighted surprise.
”Me! What's wrong with it?” An Xiaoning interjected.
”Nothing, I just think it's a great name. But, we ought to change his last name. He should be named 'Jin Youqing' instead.”
”Sorry, but it's already registered on the Gu family household register. His last name shall be An. I'm not changing it.”
Jin Qingyan had no choice but to say, ”Fine, fine, we won't change it. You call the shots, as long as you're happy. Never mind me.”
They soon arrived in Wei Ni Estate. Fan Shixin's car led the way in while Jin Qingyan followed closely behind.
They parked the car in the courtyard.
Upon alighting from the car, An Youqing exclaimed, ”Wow, the courtyard is huge!”
”Son, this is our house,” Jin Qingyan said proudly.
”Wrong, this is your house, Uncle, not mine.”
”...!!!” Jin Qingyan corrected him once again, ”I'm your father, stop calling me Uncle.”
”Uncle Uncle Uncle.”
”Little brat…” Jin Qingyan grabbed An Xiaoning's hand and said, ”I need to have a talk with you.”
”I have nothing to say to you.”
”We have to talk nonetheless.” He then instructed Fan Shixin, ”Bring Little Sir to play.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”Got it.”
An Youqing did not make a sound at the sight of his mother being dragged away. Instead, he looked up at Fan Shixin and asked, ”Is he usually such a tyrant?”
Fan Shixin squatted down to look at An Youqing's delicate face and could not help but burst into laughter.
”What are you laughing at? You haven't answered my question.”
”Little Sir, you look so much like your father. If you don't believe me, why don't I bring you to see some photos of him when he was a child?”
”His childhood photos?”
”Yes, come with me,” said Fan Shixin as he held An Youqing's hand and proceeded forward.
Fan Shixin told him to sit on the couch and wait. He then returned with a photo album and handed it to An Youqing. ”All of his childhood photos are in here. Have a look.”
An Youqing placed the photo album on his lap and opened it. His eyes lit up at the sight of the photos. If he was not told that those were Jin Qingyan's childhood photos, he would have really thought that they were photos of himself.
An Youqing continued to flip through the album, page by page. He gradually began to realize how much he resembled Jin Qingyan, whose genetic traits he had greatly inherited.
Ah…
The young An Youqing was overwhelmed with an inexplicable feeling.