The King on Top, the Beauty at the Bottom?

There was complete silence in the living room. Cheng Anya looked at her daughter in horror. Third Young Master Ye had seen great things in his life. In fact, he long knew that the child could understand and recognize people. Although he always said that his daughter was a genius, he didn't know that she was this special.

He never thought that she could talk.

It had only been seven days since she was born. Who had ever encountered a child who could talk in seven days? Third Young Master Ye had a stiff expression.

It was the same for the young kid. His expression looked exactly like Third Young Master Ye's, as if struck by lightning. His dark eyes were widened in shock, and it was rare for him to be so stunned. His little sister was really too scary.

Her tone was naive, and she spoke slowly as if she was not fluent. However, her pronunciation was very clear.