When the two walked in, Father Shen casually dragged two chairs from the corner and handed them over, asking straightforwardly without waiting for them to speak, "Who are you to me?"
Rong Qingqing glanced at Shen Jue, then softly said, "Dad, he's your son, the real kind, so he definitely looks like you."
Hearing this, Father Shen's guarded expression relaxed a bit, and the way the girl called him 'dad' softened his heart. He smiled and asked Rong Qingqing, "Then are you my daughter? Recently, I vaguely remembered that I seem to have two children, a son and a daughter. I've had several dreams where I remember calling my daughter Qiaoqiao. Are you Qiaoqiao?"
Rong Qingqing was embarrassed, shook her head repeatedly, and waved her hands.
"I'm your daughter-in-law," Rong Qingqing said, "Qiaoqiao is at school."
After speaking, Rong Qingqing pointed at Shen Jue and asked, "Do you remember his name?"
