While other fathers dressed in red as if they were about to go on a group trip, Duan Feihan was an entirely different sight; he looked as if he had just walked off a fashion show runway, captivating everyone's attention.
Duan Feihan glanced downwards at Bai Chuwei with a smile playing at his lips, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Yang Jingya, what nonsense were you spouting just now? What do you mean Xingchen is not a child of the Duan Family?" A cold male voice came from outside the crowd.
Soon, Duan Xiuhao came over with Xu Xingchen in tow.
Xingye's mother, Yang Jingya, looked at the two coldly. Xu Xingchen averted his eyes and couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze, managing only a greeting, "Hello, Auntie Yang."
Yang Jingya mocked, "Duan Xiuhao, this illegitimate child bears the Xu surname, not Duan. We're here today for Xingye, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry!"
Bai Chuwei couldn't help but tug at the corner of her mouth, recalling the original plot.
