When Situ Xin looked at Xiao Guobing's son, she was a bit startled. The face of Xiao Guobing's son was as expressionless as her brother Situ Che's. Both had that same cold, indifferent expression, which made her wonder. Neither Old Master Xiao nor Xiao Guobing had such poker faces, so how come they produced a son with one? However, upon closer inspection, Situ Xin found that Xiao Guobing's son was quite handsome, with delicate features. When he grew up, he would certainly be a handsome guy.
"Ha ha, helping the child get dressed? You know how?" Old Master Xiao expressed his doubt.
"Why wouldn't I? I dress my baby every day, don't I, baby?" Old Master Situ said, looking down at Situ Xin in his arms.
Following Old Master Situ's gaze, the Xiao Family also turned to look at Situ Xin. "Is this your treasured child?" When Old Master Xiao saw Situ Xin's face clearly, he couldn't help saying, "Yes, she's good-looking. Such a cute little face."
