"Xiao Yi, say goodbye to Grandpa." Ye Yingsu said seriously.
"Great Grandfather, what a generational gap!" Beiming Lingyun frowned.
Beiming Yi did not belong to the Beiming family's bloodline and according to family rules, he could not be entered into the family register. Therefore, although Xiao Yi bore the Beiming surname, he was also not entered into the family register.
"Anyway, he can't talk." Ye Yingsu responded bluntly.
"What kind of mother are you?" Beiming Lingyun gave her a speechless stare, then left.
Afer hearing Granfathers's conversation with Aunt Shushu, Beiming Yi kept his gaze on Ye Yingsu, he didn't mishear, did he? His great Grandfather said that Shushu was his mother.
But why had no one ever told him? Aunt Shushu never told him either, and never asked him to call her Mom. Was it because he couldn't talk and Shushu was repulsed by him?
Xiao Yi felt somewhat dismayed, lowering his head and despondently returning to the couch.
