Ah San had sharp eyes. In addition, he once saw a replica of the boss in this kindergarten, so he immediately saw Xuan Yue and little seventh young master outside.
That little boy who looked exactly like the boss was held in Xuan Yue’s hand!
F * ck!
Ah San was stunned.
A sharp braking sound rang out. Ah Er also turned his head to look out of the car window. When he saw this, he quickly sucked in a breath.
Little seventh young master looked exactly like Zhou Yu. He was very eye-catching. Anyone who saw him would think that he was Zhou Yu’s child.
The most important thing was that little seventh young master was actually being held in Xuan Yingluo’s hand.
Ah San looked at Ah Er. “Second brother, what’s going on? Why is that Boss’s little clone with Xuan Yingluo? I heard that Xuan Yingluo has a son. Could it be... This?”
