Nan Mufeng wasn't feeling good at all: "Love?"
"Yes, fatherly love." Jian Xi hung the last piece of clothing in the wardrobe, turned around and looked at Nan Mufeng with tears glistening in her eyes, "Mr. Han said I was like his daughter."
The jealousy that was already boiling up in Nan Mufeng's throat was pushed back a few inches.
"Did you know? Mr. Han once had a daughter." Jian Xi wiped her eyes, "Husband, stop overthinking, he treats me well because he sees me as a daughter."
"A daughter? Such a convenient daughter, he really has a way!" Nan Mufeng scoffed, though feeling slightly relieved that it wasn't a rival in love.
But, thinking of Mr. Han's pale face! Still not! Comfortable!
"Did you recognize him as your godfather?"
"No."
When you're the biological father, why acknowledge as a godfather? Unnecessary.
Jian Xi smiled lightly: "Besides, such a big matter needs to be discussed with you first!"
