She really wanted to meet his son immediately, and secretly take some of his hair for a paternity test, but she knew she couldn't rush things, and certainly couldn't let the man notice anything unusual.
Compared to the cynically carefree man, Yan Xiaye's past emotional experiences were so limited they were almost dull, until Li Yuntang forcefully and dominantly entered her life.
Thus, she forced herself to calm down, preparing to plan slowly.
"You seem very happy?" Still perceiving the subtle offness in Yan Xiaye's expression, the man thoughtfully sipped the amber liquid in his cup, increasingly finding the nice girl before him remarkably interesting.
Generally speaking, given his looks and worth, having a son might not be considered a flaw, yet the happiness she showed upon hearing this was rare.
