Xia Wanqing couldn't understand, so he couldn't help thinking more. He looked at Xia Xiaozhe, then at Xia Xinxin, and finally his gaze fell on Xia Xinxin.
Xia Xiaozhe was older and certainly already married.
But it was Xia Xinxin, whose age was similar.
He thought to himself, could it be that this one also harbors feelings for Wenjin?
A daughter knows her father best. Seeing Xia Wanqing's scrutinizing gaze, Xia Wenjin was speechless. She said, "Father, the word 'Xia' cannot be written without two strokes. We share the same surname, so 500 years ago we were one family. Otherwise, why would Uncle Xia help us?"
Xia Wanqing detected the reproach in his daughter's words and came to his senses. Wenjin didn't even fancy Huangfu Yuxuan, so she must have already had a crush on that young lad she met before.
