Luo Yangyang turned around to face Lancelot, and her right hand grabbed Feng Sheng's clothes tightly.
Luo Yangyang had always suspected that the other party was her biological father, so she felt a sense of nostalgia.
She wanted to confirm with Lancelot if they were related by blood.
However, when Lancelot appeared, she did not dare to take that step.
Luo Yangyang looked at Lancelot's hand that was reaching out to her. She subconsciously tilted her head and looked at Feng Sheng.
"It's alright." When he saw Luo Yangyang looking at him again, Feng Sheng lowered his head and whispered into her ear.
Luo Yangyang lowered her eyes and looked at Lancelot's hand, which was still stretched out. She then looked at Lancelot, who was smiling at her.
Only then did she let go of Feng Sheng's clothes. She reached out her right hand carefully and held it."Hello,"
