"So Xiaobao should be considered half of his godson."
Ye Beiling almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. What does it mean to be half a godson? How can a godson still be half a godson?
"So..." Xia Houyan pondered.
Mu Xiaobao blinked and looked at Xia Houyan with watery eyes, "So... thank you, uncle!"
Xia Houyan held the folding fan and tapped his chin. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "This is definitely not your son."
Ye Beiling looked at him curiously and saw him saying thoughtfully, "It might be my son."
"You scumbag." Ye Beiling gave him a disgusted look, "Xiaobao, let's ignore him."
Mu Xiaobao looked at Xia Houyan shrewdly, "Uncle, what are the benefits of being your godson? My mother said that I can no longer recognize my godfather casually, and I must have some moral integrity."
Xia Houyan became interested, "What is moral integrity?"
"It's just...Uncle Ye can't recognize someone like this..."
"What??" Ye Beiling exploded, "When did your mother say that? You understand, it was me who didn't agree! Shouldn't the choice still be with me?"
Mu Xiaobao crossed his fingers and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Ye, my mother said that eavesdropping on people's corners is not what a gentleman does, and you can't join in the same trend!"
Xia Houyan's eyes quietly turned to Ye Beiling, "When did you get this hobby?"
"I..." Ye Beiling couldn't argue. Wasn't he just curious once when he was following? "You are not gentlemen when you rob someone!"
"My mother said that robbery is only a means, not an end."
"What good purpose could you have for robbing!"
Mu Xiaobao gave him a troubled look, "Mom said that he is more noble than Uncle Ye anyway. Uncle Ye must have impure motives for collaborating with us."
Xia Houyan suddenly became very interested in Mu Xiaobao and stepped forward with a smile, "Come on, let's have a good chat. I didn't expect that he has so much dark history after not seeing him for a while. Now I hope you are my son. I
Let’s see if we look alike…”
Mu Xiaobao curled his lips, "Mom said it's useless to have a father, so I don't have a father. Whenever I need a father, I can have as many fathers as I want."
Xia Houyan nodded and smiled, "What a great ambition."
Ye Beiling's face was full of anger, "Xia Houyan, I can tell you, this child's mother is not someone to be trifled with...Why, is she really your son?"
He saw Xia Houyan's smiling face suddenly froze, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, as if he had been thinking carefully.
This kid does look somewhat familiar.
Then he returned to his smiling face and said, "If I want to have a son in the future, it would be great to have one like this."
As he spoke, he took out a delicate golden object like a button from his arms, "Let's call this a meeting gift. It was given to you by Uncle Xiahou. You don't need to treat yourself as his half-godson."
Ye Beiling rolled his eyes.
Mu Xiaobao accepted it politely, "Uncle Xiahou, what is this?"
Ye Beiling wanted to look at Xia Houyan with contempt, but when he saw the gold button, he was suddenly shocked, "You, you, you, Xia Houyan, this is not your style!"
Xia Houyan replied with a smile, "From now on, Xiaobao, you can wear this button on your body. As long as it is my Xia Houyan's shop, you can eat, drink, play and live at will. It looks good and is useful, isn't it great?"
Mu Xiaobao's eyes lit up, "Uncle, it turns out you are the real rich man!"
"Don't be fooled, Xiaobao, he must be trying to find out where your home is and then rob the Chixuan Fruit!"
Xia Houyan said disdainfully, "I have shops in all the countries in the Cangyao Dynasty. If I don't even know where the Chixuan Fruit is, what will I sell it for? Don't worry, Xiaobao, even if my uncle knows where your hometown is, he won't tell others.
