Song Ning brought him some snacks and money this time.

"Song Ning, you really are my good daughter. You still remember me. Waaah. Unlike that Song Xue, who didn't come to see me at all."

Song Daqiang was deeply moved. His daughters were so different!

"I'll come to see you whenever I have time. Dad, I have good news for you, I'm pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Song Daqiang was also very excited, "I'm going to be a grandfather? That's wonderful!"

"So you need to behave well in prison, and when you get out you can hug your nephew."

"Definitely, I'll try my best to do well."

"By the way, Dad, I want to ask you something. When my mother gave birth to me, was I really the only child?"

Song Ning asked, perhaps Song Daqiang knows the answer.

Upon hearing this, Song Daqiang was first taken aback, then his eyes began to dart away.

Why are you suddenly asking this question? Of course, it's only you.

"Because I recently met a girl who looks 90% like me, I suspect she might be my sister."

Seeing Song Daqiang's evasive gaze, Song Ning already knew the answer in her heart.

"What? You've seen it?"

Upon hearing this, Song Daqiang's heart clenched. But he still feigned composure, saying, "It's probably just a coincidence. Your mother only gave birth to you back then."

He clearly carried that girl far away back then; she must have been in another city. I even heard later that she was abducted by human traffickers. She's probably long dead by now.

What Song Ning saw was definitely not it.

"Yes, so Dad, you'd better tell me the truth. Otherwise, I won't come to see you again."

Song Ning threatened him.

Song Daqiang remained stubborn, "Oh dear. Would I lie to you? It really is just you."

Seeing that her father wasn't telling the truth, Song Ning stopped asking.