Ouyang Yiyi looked at the little fellow who suddenly appeared in front of her. She stared at him with big fingers and had a ghostly expression. Because the ghost and Mu Jiyun looked so alike, she would be surprised to forget her own reaction. Ouyang Yiyi has just returned home recently, so he does not know the fact that Mu Jiyun has a son.

"Hello, aunt, poor!" Xiaoxuan ignored her surprise and asked her with a sly smile.

"Who the hell are you, kid? Why do you call me poor?"

How could Ouyang Yiyi possibly know that the little fellow in front of him is the object of attention in...