Seeing Ji Jiaxin force a smile and quickly console herself, Lu Jincheng felt proud of such a sensible child, but also incredibly heartbroken.
He didn't know why, but whenever he saw Ji Jiaxin, overwhelming emotions would surge within him.
It was not that he hadn't met girls who could pull at his heartstrings; through his many charitable works, he had seen numerous pitiable children, but none had been able to tug at his heartstrings constantly like Ji Jiaxin did.
While comforting her, a sudden inspiration struck Lu Jincheng, had he caught onto something from her words?
"Hold on, Xinxin, you said that your mom raised you all by herself, right? What about your dad? Didn't he take care of you?"
He heard a loophole in those words and immediately clung to it, pressing for more details.
Although Ji Jiaxin was uninhibited in speech and inadvertently revealed something,
She was raised single-handedly.
But hadn't Ji Yao mentioned before that Xinxin's father was Qi Huai'an?
