wealthy?Who cares

Xu Shen and Luo Lin sent Yan Mi back home, and then left in despair under the baby's indifferent expression, they could tell that the baby didn't welcome them.

After leaving Yan's house, Luo Lin drove back to the company by herself, and went to work absent-mindedly. When it was time to get off work, Luo Lin, who had always been the last to leave, left very early.

Luojia

Butler Hao is still busy in the kitchen. Cooking delicious dishes is his favorite thing to do. Whether Luo Lin comes back to eat or not, he has to cook and wait for every meal.

So when Luo Lin returned home very early at 05:30, Butler Hao was almost a little stunned. He raised his eyebrows with a shovel, looked at his young master, and couldn't help saying: "Master, what are you doing today?" Why did you come back so early?"

"some things."

After answering the question, Luo Lin walked straight to her room. For some reason, although she told herself that the baby would not be her son, she still couldn't help but wonder how good it would be if the baby was her own son.

"This..." Seeing his young master leaving just like that, Steward Hao thought a little depressingly, could something be wrong again?Could it be related to Mr. Yan?

Housekeeper Hao can't think of any other issues other than this. It seems that the young master has been worrying about Mr. Yan recently.

Housekeeper Hao, who had never paid much attention to Yan Mi, finally paid attention to Yan Mi. He wiped his wet hands on the rag, and took out the phone from his body.

"Hey, Xiao Wang? Find someone for me?"

"Well, yes, his name is Yan Mi, and he has a son who lives at No. XX, Building XX, XX Community."

After reporting these confidences, Butler Hao continued to cook.

After cooking four dishes and one soup, Housekeeper Hao took off his apron and went to call Luo Lin for dinner. When he opened the door, he saw his young master staring at the computer in a daze.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Uncle Hao, do you think the baby will be my son?"

"Uh..." Butler Hao was shocked?Yan Mi's son, Yan Yi is the young master's son?This... "Master, why do you say that?"

"Today the baby got into trouble at school, the principal asked the parents to go over, and I happened to follow Yan Mi, and then a kid there said that I was the baby's daddy."

Luo Lin narrated what happened today. He has always trusted Butler Hao. As expected, Butler Hao was even more shocked after hearing this.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed that Yan Yi's little guy looked a little like his young master. When his heart moved, Steward Hao's chubby body moved very quickly.

"Master, wait a moment, I'll go find something."

With a whoosh, Steward Hao left Luo Lin's room just like that, rushed into his own room, opened the drawer of the closet, Steward Hao slowly took out a photo album from it, opened the album, Steward Hao's eyes flashed A look of memory.

Taking the photo album and running to Luo Lin's room, Housekeeper Hao put the photo album in front of Luo Lin.

"Hoohoo...Young Master, we will know if it looks like it from here."

"What is this?" The cover of the album is very old, and Luo Lin can hardly remember what it is.

"This is a photo of you when you were a child. Since the baby Yan is about six years old, you can tell by looking at your photo when you were a child." Hao Butler said plausibly.

"Okay then." Luo Lin opened the so-called childhood photo album by herself, and then saw a chubby little guy with nothing on, giggling there.

"Um, young master, this is when you were eight months old, uh hehe, look, how cute you are chubby."

Looking at the young master when he was a child, and looking at the current one, Housekeeper Hao firmly thinks that the young master when he was a child is cuter.

Luo Lin's expression was almost stiff, did she look like this when she was a child?It really is……

"Look at this again. This is when you were eighteen months old. Look, you are still wearing crotch pants. This is..."

Seeing Housekeeper Hao's wretched smile, Luo Lin felt that it was a tragedy to leave these photos when she was a child.

"Look at this again. This is what you looked like when you were three years old. Doesn't it look like a little soldier?"

Butler Hao pointed to the photo of Luo Lin wearing a small military uniform when she was three years old, pointing at the photo while recalling what she looked like at that time.

"Uncle Hao, what about the six-year-old?"

A few black lines flashed across Luo Lin's forehead. If it wasn't for his paralyzed face, he would have lost his expression. Butler Hao felt excited when he saw his young master's unstoppable face. He thought to himself, hey, young master Young master, you also have today.

Turning over a few more pages, Steward Hao pointed to a photo and said, "Here, this should be a photo of you when you were six years old."

Luo Lin looked in the direction that Butler Hao's finger was pointing at, and then he was shocked.

"This……"

Housekeeper Hao looked down and was also shocked, "This..."

Looking at each other, just when they were about to say something, Steward Hao's cell phone rang.