After a while, the old man put down the phone with a joyous expression.
“You don’t even know whose number this is? So how can you be sure that I am your daughter?”
Xia Xibei wanted to laugh.
This Qi Zhiqiang looked like an idiot, the same as Xia Jun.
If she had such a father, then she would rather be fatherless and motherless.
“I remember now!” Ling Xiao suddenly said.
“Huh?”
Everyone turned their heads to look and saw her complicated face.
“What is it?” Qi Zhi’an held his wife’s hand.
“I know whose child she is supposed to be.”
Ling Xiao’s words stunned everyone.
“You do?!”
“How do you know?” Qi Zhi’an was also surprised.
“Do you remember Little Juan?”
“Little Juan?” Qi Zhi’an froze for a moment and searched through his memory bank for a while before finally remembering. “Isn’t she your half-sister from a different mom?”
“Yes,” Ling Xiao nodded, “It’s her, Ling Juan.”
Everyone’s curiosity was raised. There seemed to be some exciting story here!
