"What if Xiao Li is really our son?"
Lin Yan was speechless.
Lin Yan was dumbfounded by his question.
Pei Li also raised his head to look at the man in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.
Was he crazy?
At the same time, the little fellow's eyes were filled with anticipation.
More than anything else, she was nervous.
What if he really was his mother's child?
How would her mother answer?
Would she hate him, be afraid of him, and not accept him ...
He couldn't even accept his mother's embarrassed and rejected expression.
He didn't dare to listen, nor did he dare to look.
The little guy's face was pale, and his little hand by his side was clenched into a fist, almost unable to suppress the power fluctuations around him.
Lin Yan chuckled and rubbed the little guy's soft and tender face."If Xiao Li is really our son, I'll probably wake up laughing in my dreams!"
The moment Lin Yan finished her sentence, Pei Li's head flew up like a sunflower.
