"Actually..." Li Qing observed his expression and said slowly, "Jian Xi has been to Baishi Creek several times, maybe she's a relative of that family!"
Relative?
Nan Mufeng snorted coldly.
That household must be Joanna and Mr. Han, but as for the daughter... Jian Xi's age doesn't match their child's!
"One night, we were sleeping together, and I even heard her calling 'Dad' in her dream..."
Dad! Again with the Dad! Nan Mufeng's eyes flashed with a complex emotion.
Li Qing felt secretly pleased and boldly said, "Could Jian Xi be their daughter?"
"Impossible!" Nan Mufeng immediately dismissed Li Qing's guess.
However, his heart was pounding faster.
Clearly lacking confidence.
He had always known the 'Dad' in Jian Xi's dream was not Qiao Yonghui. Could it be Mr. Han?
Nan Mufeng's breathing became uneven. Li Qing noticed every change in his expression and cautiously said, "Director Nan, it's been four or five years, why bring this up now?"
