Ling Sheng did not know what was going on. Sister Yu, her biological father, and Xiaoqi were there.
Her father was covered up tightly, so one could not see his expression. However, he emitted an aura that showed he was not to be trifled with.
Sister Yu squatted in front of Xiaoqi with a smile and reached out to pat his head softly. She was gentle and loving, and her heart softened when she saw him.
Her son's face was red, and he was shy.
Behind Sister Yu stood a handsome foreign man with a red lady's bag in his hand. He looked at the woman in front of him lovingly.
Although nothing could be seen on the surface between Sister Yu and her father, if one looked carefully, one could feel the dark waves surging between the two of them. This made her scalp tighten. Was she meant to rush back to the theater directly? The scene in front of her was simply a massacre!
