At this point, Feng Jingxuan stared deeply at Nan Xia, his eyes flickering with an elusive light, seeming to peer into the depths of Nan Xia's heart: "So can you explain the reason? I'm very curious, is Sweetie Yin your daughter?"
Nan Xia clenched her teeth and remained silent for two minutes, calming her emotions.
Then she controlled her voice, ensuring it did not tremble: "I reduced Sweetie Yin's age to make it easier for her to register for household status."
Feng Jingxuan stared intently at her, it was unclear whether he believed this excuse or not.
A faint smile appeared on Nan Xia's lips: "Isn't this a very normal thing to do? As you know, Sweetie Yu is not my son, but since I've raised him, to avoid arousing suspicion, I underreported Sweetie Yin's age by one year so it's less likely to be questioned."
"You also know, I claim that both children are biologically mine to prevent any investigations; this is the best method."