Even though Joy had called out very softly, Mu Tingfeng, including Xia Zhetao who was following behind them heard his words very clearly.
Xia Zhetao widened his eyes and looked at the timid child who was lying obediently on Mu Tingfeng's shoulder in disbelief.
What had he heard just now? The child had called the president his father? The child who had shunned the president like the plague and ran away the moment he saw him had actually taken the initiative to call him his father!
Oh my god! He must be hallucinating. Yes, it must have been a hallucination!
Mu Tingfeng was equally as shocked as Xia Zhetao. The moment Joy called him, he had almost immediately paused mid-stride.
He was stunned for some time before he snapped himself out of his daze. He slightly turned his head to the side and looked at the child who was lying on his shoulder with some fear and anticipation since he had called out. He was waiting for his response.
