It was a boy, about three or four years old.
He was seated in a golden sofa, adorable with his dainty features, fair complexion, and long, drooping lashes that belied his drowsy state.
More importantly, his features bore a striking resemblance to Chai Xiyang's.
However, his eyes were similar to hers, evoking a sense of brightness and vastness even when they were not fully opened.
Just one glance at him made Qiao Ning's heartbeat accelerate!
She quickly snatched Chai Xiyang's mobile phone to get a closer look...
The more she looked, the more conflicted she felt.
Chai Xiyang suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind, relegating his chin to her shoulder, "So, is this the evidence you've been wanting?"
Qiao Ning's gaze flickered as she responded casually, "It's just a picture and it doesn't prove anything! Who knows if the child is real."
Chai Xiyang chuckled, nipping her earlobe in punishment, "Little Ningning, denying your own son is not very nice."
