He casually rubbed his daughter's head, his eyes full of contentment: "Dad trusts our Qianqian."
But he didn't realize that what Han Qian was saying and the emotions she showed right now were just to reassure him, so he wouldn't be pushed into the arms of that woman she hated, Feng Lu.
Li Guochao, Wang Tao, and a few classmates saw Han Bin walking by with his daughter and all stopped in their tracks. When Han Bin and Han Qian went into the office building, Li Guochao quietly asked Wang Tao, "That's Han Qian's dad, right?"
"Didn't you hear Han Qian call him dad?"
Wang Tao rolled his eyes and continued, "Actually, back in elementary school, Han Qian mentioned in our class that Luo Minghan looked a lot like her dad when he was young. She even brought her dad's childhood photos to show the class. But I don't think it means much, since there are so many people in the world who look alike, don't you think?"
"But Luo Minghan and Han Qian's dad really do look alike!"
A boy muttered.
