Chapter 8 Genius Son 1

Ning Ning went to a nearby supermarket after school to buy vegetables, fruits, meats and vegetables, and when she passed by the park, she saw an elderly man sitting on a bench.

He was wearing a well-fitting Tang costume, and his whole person exuded a very majestic aura.

Not far away, an extended Rolls-Royce limousine pulled up on the side of the road, and a man was nervously on the phone urging someone to tow the truck.

Looks like the car broke down!

The two were almost head-on opponents, Ye Lao stood up excitedly, his face changed greatly, and Ning Ning was startled by him.

"You ......"

Ning Ning was inexplicable, the gentlemanly demeanor of the little milk bag was excellent, and he smiled elegantly, "Hello grandpa!" ”

Ye Lao was shocked, the little boy he met at the airport that day, at a glance that day, he looked very much like Ye Chen, and now when he looks at it, he looks more like it!

The eyebrows, the disguised elegance, are like nine out of nine.

"Who's your dad?" Ye Lao asked suddenly, he was too shocked, he had dominated the mall for many years, and he couldn't control his trembling voice.

"Grandpa, when you meet a stranger, do you always ask him who his father is?" Ning Ning smiled.

Ye Lao's breath was suffocated, the phone rang, he took it, Ning Ning wanted to leave, but when he heard his first words, he stopped again.

"Ye Chen's secretary is going to be replaced?" Ye Lao asked in a deep voice, his face gloomy.

Ning Ning raised his eyebrows and looked pensive.

"In that case, let Ruoxi pass, at least I'll rest assured and look at him!" Ye Lao's voice was extremely cold.

Ning Ning's lips were elegantly curved, but with a bit of coldness.

The black jade-like eyes flashed a hint of ridicule, turned away, and returned to the elegant little milk bag.

"Well, that's it!" Ye Lao hung up the phone, locked it on Ning Ning's face, and repeated, "Who is your father?" ”

Ning Ning smiled, extremely elegant, "He's a teacher, you don't need to know!" ”

Step out and leave.

Teacher? Ye Lao pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, maybe, it was just a coincidence, how could Ye Chen have anything to do with such ordinary people?

Ning Ning, who was about to arrive at the door of the apartment, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Aunt Yun, do me a favor......"