To pay for her mother's treatment, Xia Xiaojian did something daring: she slept with a man.
Four years later, Feng Tingmo stared in astonishment at the little dumpling in front of him...
"Uncle, are you single? My mommy is really pretty, you know~"
He thought the child was just a chatterbox. He never expected to discover, as he was leaving, that his business card had been stolen without him noticing.
When the truth finally came out, Feng Tingmo looked at Xia Xiaojian. "Did you tell our son his father was dead?"
"What's the difference?" Xia Xiaojian replied with a faint smile, meeting his captivating gaze.
Feng Tingmo flashed a wicked smile. "Let me show you right now, with actions, whether there's a difference..."
