Qin Yeting felt melancholy when he saw how much Xia Yue liked Xiao Xingyu. Then Ye Zhizhi appeared; Xiao Xingyu was Ye Zhizhi's child.

If Xiaoyue'er finds out the truth one day, things will probably become very troublesome.

"Mommy, who is he?" Little Xingyu leaned against Xia Yue's chest, looking at the tall and handsome Qin Yeting, and felt inexplicably pressured.

"Xiao Xingyu, hello, I'm your father." Qin Yeting squatted down and greeted his son in a friendly manner.

Not long ago, this was a tiny baby who needed his diapers changed, but now he's become a talking, emotional little kid.

He found it inexplicably surreal!

"You're Dad? But Mommy said Dad is very handsome. You're handsome too, but you look fierce. I don't like you. I like Uncle!" Xiao Xingyu said whatever came to mind.

His intuition was sharp; he could sense that this father didn't seem to genuinely like him.

Qin Yeting's lips twitched slightly when he heard his own son speak of him like that, and he felt even more depressed!

"Kid! You have to like me whether you like it or not. When you were little, you cried and made a fuss to be held by me. Now that you're all grown up, you don't recognize your dad anymore. Be careful, or I'll beat you up!" Qin Yeting was also quite childish, directly threatening him.

Xiao Xingyu was even more frightened, his body trembling!

Xia Yue quickly comforted the child and then advised Qin Yeting, "Xingyu is still young. Because of growth hormone, he is developing too fast and his thinking has not kept up. Please don't mind."

Qin Yeting reluctantly accepted this explanation.

What's more, this is his own son, who inherited seven-tenths of his resemblance.

The other three, Qin Yeting observed carefully, and suddenly felt that they looked a bit like Xiao Yue'er!

Especially the mouth and eyebrows, the more you look at them, the more they resemble each other!