Li Zecheng ran out in a panic and caught up to Qiao An.
When his slender body blocked Qiao An, panic flashed in her eyes.
"Qiao An, whose child is this?" Although Li Zecheng had already decided that the child was his, he couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to him.
Especially after he sized up Angel Qiao, he was melted by her beautiful and cute appearance.
He had to admit that Qiao An's daughter was much prettier and cuter than Wei Xin's children.
The only thing that was lacking was that it seemed that Angel Qiao had only inherited Mommy's good points. There was no sign of him in her at all.
