Chapter 130: Little Chale is Not Your Son

Jasmine Yale was still basking in Little Chale's sweet talk, her heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Even though the dishes she made didn't taste good, as long as Little Chale liked them, that was enough!

Sylvan Cheney pinched Chale Cheney's face, lowered his head, and cracked a smile.

"What do you know."

Chale Cheney looked at his dad: "Isn't it right?"

"To love someone is, you can't explain why she's good, but you just like her." Sylvan Cheney spoke in a soft tone.

In saying this, he caught a glimpse of Jasmine Yale from the corner of his eye.

Chale Cheney scratched his head: "So, Uncle Cheney, who do you like?"

"What do you think?"

Chale Cheney pondered and said: "Little Cutie's mom."

"…" Sylvan Cheney's face instantly dropped.

Jasmine Yale turned her head away, not wanting to look at Sylvan Cheney.

In the future, she would have a word with Mr. Yale and tell him not to leave Little Chale with someone like Sylvan Cheney.