"Is this your brother?" The Old Madam Jun carefully eyed the handsome and cool youngster in front of her, suddenly covering her mouth, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Jun Guanru looked at her in confusion, "What’s wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing, nothing. What a cute little lad," Old Madam Jun said aloud, but inside, she was still awestruck by her first sight of Ye Yuan.

"Grandma, I promised to sing for you today, and my brother will accompany me on the piano."

Ye Yiyi was singing and dancing, doing her best to please Mr. and Mrs. Jun. Although Ye Yuan didn’t have much patience, he went along with it.

For two hours, the hospital room was filled with laughter and cheer, which pleased the two elderly folks.

Eventually, the two little darlings returned home.

"Old man, don’t you think this little Ye Yuan looks somewhat like somebody?"

"Who?" Jun Guanru was at a loss.

Old Madam Jun glared at him in irritation, "And this is why I say you don’t pay attention to children. Don’t you think he looks a lot like our Jun Huang?"

"You’re referring to him? Hmph, I don’t think so."

"I am not saying that this child looks like him now. His appearance has changed a lot from when he was a child. But I have a photograph of him when he was a few years old. The resemblance is striking. I had come across it just a few days ago. So, when I first saw him, I was really taken aback."

Her face full of confusion, Old Madam Jun kept exclaiming in surprise.

"They look so similar, oh my God, I feel like I’ve seen a younger Jun Huang in front of me. You can’t imagine how shocked I am. Hey, old man, I just had a strange thought, could he possibly be our Jun Huang’s child?"

Old Madam Jun was excited like a child; the more she thought about it, the more thrilled she became!

"Old woman, don’t be ridiculous."

Jun Guanru was exasperated, thinking that she was merely delusional due to old age.

"The child is already so big, how is it possible! Also, ain’t there a whole bunch of celebrity ’Little XXs’ and such? There are loads of folks in this world who look somewhat similar!"

Left deflated by his retort, Old Madam Jun quickly picked herself up.

"No matter what, I find them to be very similar. And since we get along so well, I will just consider them as my great-grandchildren. I may not be able to embrace my own great-grandchildren, but hugging these two fills me with joy. At some point, I shall take them to our house, introduce them to our relatives and friends."

Helpless against her, Jun Guanru resigned himself to her whims, choosing to indulge her.

"Mother, how is your health? I apologize for not seeing you often due to work." Jun Shi, Jun Guanru’s second son, opened the door and walked in. He was a stern and aloof handsome man, exuding an air of dominance.

"Hmph, work is still not as important as your mother’s health." Jun Guanru was clearly upset.

"It’s fine, it’s fine. The fact that you came is enough." Old Madam Jun felt a headache coming on, as none of the men in her family got along.

After chatting desultorily for a while, Jun Shi furrowed his brows and asked, "Father, why did you pick him for the business conference election? An event that is a representation of the Jun Corporation’s image calls for Tianqi, not someone who’d disgrace our Jun family."

Jun Guanru’s face darkened as he snapped back, "Tianqi is your nephew, and he is your son. Is that really something a father should say? Where exactly did he bring disgrace to Jun Corporation?"

"I’d really like to know how I disgraced you?" A detached voice echoed from the entrance.

Standing at the entrance, the Third Young Master Jun, who had just returned from the meeting, held a bouquet of flowers. His face was aloof and arrogant, and his expression nonchalant despite hearing the previous conversation.