Bai Xilie heard this and smiled helplessly.
"Helping others, huh? Your mother certainly has a warm-hearted and helpful nature."
Zhi'er blinked her big eyes: "Father, how did you meet mother back then?"
"Uncle Immortal and the others said father must have had thousands of years of extraordinary luck to marry mother."
Bai Xilie's brow immediately furrowed: "Uncle Immortal? Is he a friend you and your mother know?"
Zhi'er thought for a moment: "Hmm, I suppose you could say that."
Bai Xilie lowered his gaze, and on his handsome and resolute face, there was an expression of commanding presence.
It seems that while he was away, someone had foolishly dared to approach his wife.
And now it truly proves the saying, 'The heavens are high and the Emperor far away.'
He wanted to manage, but couldn't.
Thinking of this, Bai Xilie couldn't help but sigh.
He raised his eyes to look at his daughter, speaking warmly: "Father meeting your mother was an accident."
