Xia Zhibai had just set up his phone when a call came in.
Not many people know her number, and her name is unknown.
"Hello?" Xia Zhibai answered the phone.
"Is that Xiaoxia?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side, with a hint of caution and flattery.
Xia Zhibai frowned slightly when he heard the voice, but paused before replying, "Which Xiao Xia are you looking for?"
The person on the other end seemed very nervous. When he heard her question, he took a deep breath and remained silent through the receiver.
Xia Zhibai couldn't help but frown again: "If you don't explain clearly, I'll hang up."
"Don't hang up, don't hang up. I'm looking for Xia Zhibai. My last name is Xia Hongyi, and I'm your biological father."
"I'm an orphan." Xia Zhibai refused directly, not wanting to get entangled with this person.
But Father Xia said again, "Xiao Xia, don't hang up. I really am your father. I will ask someone to find the abbot who adopted you. He will be brought here tomorrow, and then we will be able to recognize each other."
His voice was quick and contained a hint of imperceptible joy.
Threaten her?
Xia Zhibai narrowed his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his narrow eyes.
She had given the Xia family a chance, but it was really stupid of them to force her to meet them in this way.
Can't wait?
"Don't go looking for the old man. Tell me a time and I'll come see you."
She narrowed her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and exuded a cold aura.
Seeing that she agreed to recognize him, Xia Hongyi felt proud and said quickly, "I see you haven't done a live broadcast yet. How about today?"
"Yeah, I haven't done a live stream today, so how about I do one when we meet later? So everyone can congratulate me on finding my family?"
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