If this little girl is Xia Yiwan's daughter, then it's very likely, she's also his child.
Yanxi's heartbeat suddenly quickened.
In his eyes, as he looked at Little Orange's peach blossom eyes, excitement and joy spilled out undisguised.
"What's your name? How come you're here?"
Little Orange furrowed her brows, "My name is Little Orange, I came here, didn't I tell you? Because I saw your photo on Mommy's phone, so I came to find you, meh."
"I've never seen my Daddy since I was little, are you my Daddy?"
Yanxi looked at the exquisitely adorable little one in front of him, his mind was a bit dazed, his blood boiling.
"If your mommy is Xia Yiwan, then I'm your Daddy!"
He squatted down, extending his long hand toward Little Orange, "Can I give you a hug?"
"Of course, meh."
Little Orange threw herself into Yanxi's arms.
Smelling the milky scent on her body, Yanxi's nose tingled, and his eyes felt a bit hot and swollen.
His child was still alive!
