Qin Nanyu felt like recording what he heard to let Ji Weitian listen to it.
Was this even a child? Doing things no normal person would do every day and talking to him about childhood…
Qin Nanyu held his phone in one hand, tugged at his tie with the other, and maintained a composed demeanor as he spoke, "Help me find out what storybooks a four-year-old boy might like, and buy a few for me. I'll check them out tomorrow... or when I have time."
The butler on the other end of the call was silent for a moment, staring at the phone in shock as if doubting whether it was truly Qin Nanyu speaking.
Or perhaps he was just hearing things.
Usually, other dads and their sons have deep father-son ties, but when it came to Qin Nanyu, it was like bitter enemies!
If it weren't for the DNA test report, the butler would have doubted whether they were father and son or foes.
Everyone would think it was unbelievable that Qin Nanyu suddenly cared about his son.
