That cry of “Daddy” sounded strangely familiar, as though Jiang Chenxin had heard it somewhere recently…
Before long, an image sprang into her mind: a cute little girl dressed in plain winter clothes.
That was right. Qian Changying had a daughter named Jiajia. Jiang Chenxin had met them at the entrance to the West Lake villa district yesterday morning. But how had they gotten her cell-phone number? And what had that crying been about? She could not make heads or tails of it. She also had no desire to deal with Qian Changying again, so she quickly...
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