"Where's Daddy?" the little guy pressed on.
Gu Zhixi paused for a moment, but did not answer the question. Instead, she kissed his little face, "Xiaobao, no matter what, you have to know that Mommy loves you."
"Mmm…" the little guy responded softly, while also casting a proud glance at He Jingyao.
Humph, Mommy really did love him the most.
He Jingyao silently curled the corners of his lips.
Even though he had long known that Xiaobao was his son, it wasn't until he saw the woman hugging the little guy that he finally confirmed it.
She really had... quietly given birth to his child without a sound.
At this thought, he felt a surge of intense emotion welling up in his chest, darkening his gaze as it landed on Gu Zhixi's back, imbued with a scorching intensity.
If four years of barrenness had brought such a surprise, then he could hardly resist thanking fate for its kindness once again.
