Bei Fengjin's deep gaze fell on Wu Ming, reassessing this man.
From the beginning, he knew that Wu Ming had another identity, and he could sense the man's affection and protection for his daughter.
However, there always seemed to be an indelible gloom surrounding his daughter, and he couldn't tell if it was related to him.
Uncle... Every time Xiaxia mentioned this person, her expression always seemed a little darker.
The two have feelings for each other, so why can't they be together openly?
Besides, he is Mr. Xiaojiu; how long can this game of playing house last with his daughter?
Wu Ming retracted his smile and, looking at Bei Fengjin, for once became serious and sincere.
"My feelings for Xiaxia are just like your feelings for Bei Qingyou. I don't ask for your blessing, just your belief."
Bei Fengjin's heart trembled, and when he looked at him again, his gaze involuntarily changed.
Just like his feelings for You'er... Those words carried such weight!
