C12 I Am Your Son.

Noah took a bite of the chicken wing. The meat was tender and juicy, and it was delicious. As expected, expensive food was different. It was much more delicious.

"You are the one who sent me the email?" Brett sat down opposite him, but only the heavens knew how shocked he was when he saw the mini version of himself.

"You're here. Come sit. I've already ordered the dishes. You brought money, right? The food here is very expensive."

Brett felt that his behavior was very similar to Lola, who was always talking about money.

"You..."

"Let's eat first. I'm a little hungry." The little guy was still biting on the chicken wing as he spoke in a muffled voice.

At this moment, how could Brett be in the mood to eat? Although there was a table full of food and he was also very hungry, he was curious about who this child was.

There shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world. That face was almost exactly the same as his own.

The little guy satisfiedly finished another pair of chicken wings, ate another mouthful of ice cream, and then ate another piece of meat. He suddenly felt much more satisfied. These things were luxurious things in the past when he was in the United States.

Although there were KFCs everywhere in the United States, he did not eat the high-temperature junk food that others said. It was not that he did not like it, but that he did not want to burden his mother.

Lola refused the aunt's help and rented a house after giving birth. During the day, when she had classes, Noah would be sent to the neighbor's house to look after him or to the aunt's house. This kind of life lasted until she graduated from university and started working.

He knew how hard it was for her to raise Noah alone. As his son, he knew better than anyone else.

He remembered that when he was four years old, he saw a child who was about the same age as him when he was passing by KFC. When he saw him eating there, he was very envious. He did not understand why he had never eaten those things before.

He did not know that eating KFC once would cost them a week's worth of living expenses. It would also make his mother work for several days.

For this extravagance.

Lola had been secretly eating bread and water for the whole week, then she gave him delicious food. It was also at that time that he seemed to have grown up.

It was also at that time that he accidentally found out that he had skills that others did not have in the computer field. Thus, he met a few special people.

Of course, the food served in the high-end restaurant was not something that KFC could compare to. In the end, Noah's love for KFC was just a knot in his heart.

In the end, Noah happily swept away the food on the table. When he was almost done eating, he calmly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, pretending to be a gentleman.

"Brett, 29 years old, CEO of the Hunt Group. He has a girlfriend who can be considered a fiancée. Lacey, the daughter of the Gordon Group. Of course, besides this woman, you have countless other women. I won't say more about them."

This time, it was Brett's turn to be surprised. This little brat who looked to be only a few years old actually dared to probe his bottom?

"You want to investigate me?"

"Is it necessary to investigate? You are already famous." The little guy said indifferently, preparing to attack the food in front of Brett.

Then, Brett suddenly pulled away from the food, as if he didn't want to eat it.

"Do you want to starve me to death?"

"Who are you?" Although it was unbelievable, looking at the attitude of this brat, he knew that the person who hacked his private email was this little brat.

"Do you think I look like you? Since we look alike, who do you think I am?"