A Difficult Choice

"Ling'er, Xiao Bao is our daughter."

Unknowingly, the words tumbled out of his mouth.

Feng Jiuxiao was troubled. Ling'er stiffened in his arms, probably in shock.

Ling'er was indeed surprised because she had always thought that before she met Ziqing, they had not interacted with each other. Suddenly having a daughter who was already an adult was something she had trouble processing. Things were not as simple as they seemed.

A quick calculation was all she needed to gain a rough idea of when she could have had a child with Zinqing.

She raised her exquisite face. From her angle, she could only see the man's perfect jawline. Feng Jiuxiao looked at her.

"Is this the reason for your excitement all afternoon?"

Feng Jiuxiao nodded. "Mm."

Ling'er peered up at Feng Jiuxiao, abruptly looping her arms around his neck and foisting her weight on him.