Ye Tianyu and Ye Kelan burst into laughter, Cheng Anya couldn't help but let out a giggle. She had always felt it was necessary, and had been curious about how Feimo's personality had been nurtured.
Born with the looks of an old man.
"Genetics," Ye Feimo hummed.
Third Young Master Ye glanced at him sidelong, "Don't blame everything on genetics, my genes are extremely good, just look at your brother to know, and genetics at that, there's no one like you in our family."
Ye Tianyu said on the side, "Grandpa, Daddy being the way he is should be credited to Grandma. Personality is set at seven years old, it has nothing to do with you."
Third Young Master Ye turned his head and glared, Ye Tianyu laughed with the elegance of a gentleman, an exact replica of the young Ye Ningyuan. Cheng Anya gave Ye Tianyu a thumbs-up, praising him for being the most objective and deserving of an award.
