Xiao Qiao Yi blinked his big, dark eyes. Even though he was obviously talking nonsense, Qiao Xu couldn't bear to scold him with that serious expression on his face.
The word "stepfather" was something he had just learned a few days ago from watching TV, and now he was using it.
Qiao Xu gritted her teeth and looked at Lu Moqing, who had no intention of refusing Qiao Yi's words. Her expression grew colder, and she said sharply, "Lu Moqing, say something!"
"What should I say?"
Lu Moqing looked up at Qiao Xu, his thin sculpted lips hooking slightly. "Should I say that I am his real father and not his stepfather?"
Qiao Xu choked on his words, unable to admit or deny it.
Qiao Yi looked at the two adults in front of him and then fixed his gaze on Qiao Xu. He said seriously, "Xuxu, stop being picky. I think this uncle suits you well. Most importantly, I look like him, so people won't think that I was born from another man."
Qiao Xu: "..."
Lu Moqing: "..."
