Chi Zhenghong was nowhere to be found, and in the expansive villa, only the servants, Wang Lin, and Chi Jingming were present.
After having lunch together, Chi Jingming escorted Wang Lin back to her bedroom, watched her take her medicine, and then intended to leave.
Wang Lin called out to him, "Jing Ming, Mom has something she wants to discuss with you."
Seeing her mysterious demeanor, Chi Jingming stepped forward and sat by the bedside.
"These past few days, your Aunty Lin has called me every day, talking all about Xixi's childhood."
Speaking softly, Wang Lin's brows and eyes no longer showed the apprehension of last night.
Looking at the handsome and tall Chi Jingming, Wang Lin's heart suddenly found confidence.
"Jing Ming, I want you to recognize your Uncle Lin and Aunty Lin as your godparents. Would you be willing?"
Wang Lin asked softly.
"Why?"
Chi Jingming didn't immediately react, but after a moment of thought, he quickly caught on.
