When he arrived at the school, he watched qingsi walk through the school gate before leaving.
Before qingsi could reach the classroom, her deskmate chased after her from behind. The little girl asked,""Yan qingsi, is that your father?"
Qingsi ignored her."Yeah ..."
Qingsi did not like her deskmate very much because she was always trying to find out more about her family.
Her deskmate was a girl who looked particularly smart. She asked qingsi,""Your dad's surname is you, why is your surname Yan? I know, he's not your biological father, right?"
"That's my father," qingsi said, gripping the strap of her bag tightly.
In qingsi's mind, she only had one father.
Her deskmate chuckled."Your stepfather isn't your biological father. He may be nice to you now, but that may not be the case in the future. When your mother and stepfather have their own children, they won't want you at all. They will only love their own children."
