Chapter 127: A Burning Face!

Chale Cheney clapped his hands: "Let's take a picture together!"

Jasmine Yale stood a good distance away from Sylvan Cheney, feeling a bit strange.

A passerby chuckled, "Miss, get a little closer to your husband."

Little Chale said to Sylvan Cheney, "Uncle Cheney, carry me."

Sylvan Cheney really picked up Chale Cheney from the ground, and moved a bit closer to Jasmine Yale.

"Okay, one, two..."

Just as "three" was about to ring out, Sylvan Cheney freed one hand and pulled Jasmine Yale's waist closer.

"Great!" The passerby returned the phone to Sylvan Cheney.

Sylvan Cheney glanced at it. Not bad.

Jasmine Yale walked away awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable from being held by Sylvan Cheney earlier.

His wife and son were not in Landon, and he was acting unruly?

Chale Cheney leaned on Sylvan Cheney's shoulder, whispering in his ear: "Dad, praise me."

"Inherited my intelligence."

Sylvan Cheney smirked, putting him down.

"..."