The two little ones simultaneously called out to the young master, "Daddy..."
Their voices were clean with a soft, syrupy sweetness that made one's heart soften and body tingle.
Yet the young master was inexplicably panicked at this moment, turning his head to meet the surprised yet somewhat envious expression of the girl behind him, "They're your kids... You're so young... Really doesn't look like it..."
"Hey, I'm really not their dad!" the young master quickly defended himself.
Certainly, along the way earlier, quite a few people misunderstood him as the real father of these two little ones. At the time, he didn't feel any objection, and was even a bit smug and proud.
But now, he was eager to clarify his relationship with these two little ones.
"I'm their little uncle! We look pretty similar, don't we?"
