The little boy was a very clever child, and at the sight of the model, his laughter grew even louder…
"Your dad? Did your dad come today?"
"He did."
"Where is he?"
"He's right..."
The boy's dark and shiny eyes looked down, and in that moment, the hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
It wasn't their fault, this banquet had gathered all the prominent figures of A City, and if this child really was the son of one of the attendees, that really would become the center of attention.
Ou Mucen's brows furrowed slightly, and he began to feel a sense of unease.
Dad?
He glanced at the mayor's daughter sitting next to him and her parents who were beside her, about to stand up and take the child who was now looking at him off the stage, when suddenly, the little brat started to speak in a milky voice, "Over there, he is my daddy!"
What?
