Shi Ying spoke in a very gentle voice, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Yanxi.
She made sure to keep her posture very low, not aggressive at all.
Yanxi gazed at the cheerful Little Orange, and upon closer inspection, he realized she didn't quite resemble him, and also didn't seem to bear much resemblance to Xia Yiwan.
Could it be that Little Orange was not his biological daughter but rather a child Xia Yiwan had with another man?
From the first moment he saw Little Orange yesterday, Yanxi had taken a liking to her.
She was delicately crafted, as adorable as a doll.
Her little mouth was eloquent, her smile sweet, making one's heart soften unconsciously when looking at her.
Seeing the flicker of hesitation in Yanxi's peach blossom eyes, Shi Ying knew he had begun to doubt.
Seizing the moment, Shi Ying said, "Yanxi, it's just a matter of a single hair. Knowing for sure, you can better fulfill your duties as a father!"
Yanxi nodded thoughtfully.
