***
She really wanted to remind him that Xiaoshun was not his son, so there was no need for this.
But seeing his eyes foolishly watching Xiaoshun inside, she still said nothing.
"I want to donate a million to a charity."
Qi Cong said to Mai Xiaomai.
"Uh?"
Mai Xiaomai looked at him in confusion, "Why did you suddenly think of donating?"
"To thank for the success of Xiaoshun's surgery."
Qi Cong had never been keen on donations before, practically never donating even a penny.
"..."
Mai Xiaomai was surprised again, and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Qi, you really think of Xiaoshun as your son."
"Yes, he is my son."
Qi Cong slightly lowered his eyelids and bravely spoke out.
But Mai Xiaomai still didn't grasp his meaning, thinking he just considered Xiaoshun as a son to fill the regret of his deceased child, so she just smiled.
Seeing she didn't continue to ask, Qi Cong lifted his head, looked at her, and asked, "Aren't you at all curious about why I treat Xiaoshun so well?"
