"Call Uncle, and I'll treat you to a drink."
Lu Liang smiled mysteriously, pulling a bottle of drink from his coat like magic, teasing Little Ma Yun.
"Xiao Qing, quickly call Uncle Lu."
Beside them stood a stunning nanny, her face barely concealing excitement at seeing Lu Liang, quickly urging someone to address him.
Little Ma Yun stared at the drink, disgruntled and shouting, "I want the drink, give it to me now."
"Don't be angry, here you go."
Lu Liang was caught between laughter and tears, suddenly feeling something odd.
How did Old Ma, someone like a worldly demon, give birth to a child that seems a bit silly?
"He's not my son!"
Just then, a gritted voice sounded behind Lu Liang.
"Mr. Ma, long time no see."
Daqiangzi was stifling his laughter, his face flushed red.
Huang Zheng elongated his philtrum, his mouth askew with a grin, greeting, "Mr. Ma, good evening, have you eaten yet?"
