"Maomao, Daddy is going to hold you up high, so don't cry, okay?"
Xiya, leaning against the crib, watched Maomao gradually calm down under Khan's gentle coaxing, a small smile tugging at her lips.
She had him and now little Maomao. Their family of three didn't seem so bad.
"Khan, there is something I have been curious about for a long time." She wore a slight twinkling in her eyes, then decided to ask the question she had held in her heart for so long.
"Yes?" Khan, busy comforting Maomao, looked up at her.
"You and Daisy, did you guys..." Xiya stopped mid-sentence, then continued: "Have you ever slept together after I left?"
Being sharp as usual, Khan instantly understood her, then deliberately pretended to be confused and asked, "Which one are you referring to?"
So this was what she had been struggling with all along, this silly girl.
Xiya: "Stop playing dumb."
"I genuinely don't know what you are referring to." Khan claimed with an innocent look.
