After listening to Yin Moran's words, Lin Qian remained silent, the space quiet and soundless.
Yin Moran looked at the woman's lowered brows and eyes, his thin lips lightly pressed.
He reached out and gently embraced her in his arms, his voice soft, "Qianqian, don't think too much."
The truth will eventually be revealed.
Who is her father after all?
The man's embrace was still warm, carrying a familiar fragrance.
Lin Qian bit her lip, slightly lowered her head, and pushed him away.
"Hmm, I'll sleep in the guest room tonight, I'm going to take a shower first."
Yin Moran: "..."
Look, tonight, he'll really have to keep an empty bed!
So helpless!
In the children's room, Lin Zirui, who was video chatting with Chu Ziyang and Candy, blinked his big dark eyes and wrinkled his delicate little brows.
"Brother, did Grandma really say Mommy and Daddy are siblings?"