Yan Luoxi picked up a set of pure cotton pajamas, turned around, and met the man's particularly intense gaze. She said, "Xiaoling just asked me a question. He asked, what if I had held the wrong baby back then?"
Li Yeqi frowned slightly, "Impossible."
He had done a paternity test back then, and Yanling was indeed his son. How could he have held the wrong baby?
Yan Luoxi smiled, "I know it's impossible, but since he asked, I answered him seriously. Yet he seems to care a lot about my answer."
"Why would he care?"
Yan Luoxi looked at him, puzzled as well, "I can't quite describe the kind of concern, but I'm more curious about why he suddenly asked me this question."
Li Yeqi came forward, slightly leaned down, and pinched her cheek, "Don't overthink it. Maybe he heard something or came across some social news, so he asked."
Yan Luoxi nodded, "Okay, I'm going to take a bath."
Li Yeqi: "Alright."
