Xia Zhisu was utterly confused, "How come you speak as if my dad is so covetous of your Ling Family!"
Ling Tian'ao curved his lips into a half-smile, neither confirming nor denying, and carried Xia Zhisu through the door.
"Daddy!!" Xia Zhisu wanted to get down, but Ling Tian'ao insisted on holding her, so she helplessly called out to Yao Zhenglong.
Yao Zhenglong's face brightened with a smile, glancing at the belly of Xia Zhisu, "Good! Good! Daddy's good daughter! Mr. Ling! Your visit is truly an honor for our Yao Family! Please, right this way!"
Ling Tian'ao carried Xia Zhisu into the house.
A young man was seated in the living room. Seeing Ling Tian'ao come in, he didn't stand up but coolly stared at Ling Tian'ao, though his gaze was fixated on Xia Zhisu.
Ou Shaoheng!
Xia Zhisu's heart skipped a beat.
