Forget it, the child's father was still Lin Fan.
Lin Gantang chuckled. "No wonder you suddenly moved back to Mingqing Mansion. It's so convenient for the two of you."
"How did you know it was Lin Fan?" Yin Zhen didn't hide it anymore since she managed to guess correctly.
"Didn't you also prepare a bunch of snacks for him when you were with him previously?" Lin Gantang picked up the biscuits. "Artists need to maintain their figure. How many calories do you have here already?"
"So what; young people consume a lot of calories." Yin Zhen put the chips back on the coffee table. "He can't eat outside, and has to endure it when back. It's so tough."
"Wow, you're quite doting on him." Lin Gantang laughed mockingly.
"What do you mean doting? Can't you think of anything other than matters of the heart?" Yin Zhen denied.
