The man seemed completely unaware of how firmly he was holding her waist. Song Qiao only felt as if her waist was about to snap, making her involuntarily furrow her brows.
It seemed that Lu Jingchen noticed the woman's discomfort and quickly released his grip on her waist, speaking directly, "Did I hurt you? I just..."
At this point, he paused abruptly, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her, and she could see her slender figure reflected in them. His eyes were so dark, it seemed they only had eyes for her.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his voice crackling with a hint of hoarseness, and one could vaguely sense his cautiousness, "I just can't believe we really have a daughter? Did I hear wrong?"
The shock in his eyes hadn't dissipated, and his facial expression made it clear he was struggling to suppress his emotions.
Excited?
Naturally, but more than anything, he's in disbelief, a little at a loss. How could he actually have another daughter...
