"Mommy, daddy… Is daddy really our father? Ran Ran isn't dreaming, right?"
In the large living room, the two little buns stared at Ji Ziming quietly with their doe eyes. Their child-like faces were full of suspicion and curiosity.
Only joy was missing from their faces.
No sign of joy upon discovering that he was their father could be seen.
Pei Ge felt her heart ache when she saw the expression on their faces.
"An An, Ran Ran, sorry… Mommy didn't tell you in advance."
She wanted to find an appropriate chance to tell them that the man was their father, but there had been too many things going on recently, so before she could tell them about it, the two found out sans a preparation.
"Mommy, is daddy really our father? Our real father?"
The girl raised her head and looked at her mother with a complicated expression.
Even the usually calm boy had a conflicted expression on his face.
"Yes, he's your father—your real father."
