Su Xiaoying, this is your son?
Feng Si nan’s deep and narrow eyes slowly moved from Su Xiaoying’s small face to the little guy who suddenly appeared. His deep pupils contracted violently.
He remembered this little guy. This little guy had met him in the washroom of the mall.
Just now, this little guy called Su Xiaoying what... Mommy? !
Feng Sinan’s brain exploded with a bang. His ears were like a roaring train. Su Xiaoying actually... had a son?
The Man’s handsome features were so cold that they turned white. His narrow eyes were also changing, and undercurrents were surging. It was obvious that he could not accept this little guy who fell from the sky for a moment. Su Xiaoying’s heart jumped to her throat, she said coldly, “This has nothing to do with you!”
