"This is..."
The Fang Family.
Watching as their daughter and Jiang Chen inexplicably left halfway through buying groceries, then returned with a child, the old couple exchanged glances.
In that moment of eye contact.
The couple simultaneously thought of a certain possibility.
No, that's not right.
This child should at least be in elementary school, probably in third or fourth grade, during that time, how old would their daughter have been?
Probably just reached adulthood.
Fang Qing naturally didn't realize the mental whirlwind her parents were experiencing, she left saying, "Jiang Chen can explain it to you," and then led the little boy to the bathroom.
The boy was too dirty and needed cleaning.
The couple watched the two figures, then their eyes fell unanimously on Jiang Chen's face.
"He is the son of a Greenfield Phase II homeowner."
"Greenfield homeowner's son?"
Fang Weiguo was surprised.
Pan Hui asked, "A friend of yours?"
