Chapter 90 The first thing that caught their eyes was a pair of obviously well-crafted leather shoes, followed by a long leg—just from the height alone, it was clear he wasn’t from the Wang family. Ji Chenbiao stood there and bent down to lift little Dadan out of the car. After vomiting heavily earlier, Dadan looked drained and low on energy. Due to his constitution, he had always been sensitive to the cold, and that hadn’t changed over the years. Especially before they came back, when Ji Chenbiao…