Yi Qing suddenly realized that she seemed to have dug a huge hole for herself.
Steamed Bun was too smart, so he would sometimes make the mistakes that smart people loved to make — doubt everything.
Right now, he must have thought that Yi Qing wanted him to say this because he had married Xiao Hui and wanted him to have no enmity with him.
Yi Qing decided to leave this issue to Xiao Fen to resolve. She had no other choice.
"Talk to Uncle Xiao later."
"Uncle Xiao? Isn't he my father? " The doubt in Steamed Bun's eyes deepened.
Yi Qing did not want to talk anymore.
As she spoke, she saw Sanson's daughter, Duo, poke her head out of the doorway, and pull it back quickly, like a frightened baby bird.
Her hair was not much, and on top of her head were two cute little bags tied with red string.
Yi Qing smiled and waved her hand, "Shuang-er, come in, I've also brought a gift for you."