Anqing "You're thinking about what to eat."
Have you ever tried picking up a kid from the restroom who might be your own daughter?
The young man with the cropped hair "......"
Chen Chen also plopped down beside him and said, "Big bro, what's your relationship with this little girl?"
Anqing opened his mouth, then he didn't know what to say. A father-daughter relationship, but what if that thing was a fake?
But on the other hand, who would go through the trouble of faking a paternity test with him? Apart from playing games, he didn't really have much else going for him.
Anqing squinted his eyes and continued to stare at Ruanruan's little face, trying to find something that resembled himself on her.
Eyes? He had seen them when the little rascal opened her eyes earlier; they were round and bright, not like his.
Nose? The little fart's nose was so small and delicate, completely different from his own high, proud bridge; also not alike.
