It was a man, very young, wearing a white shirt, a black silk ribbon tied casually at the collar. His features held an enchanting allure, especially within such an artistic photograph, and his eyes, bathed in the black-and-white halo, stared over here with a quasi-smile.
Who was that?
When she saw this photo, suddenly, it was as if something flashed through her mind.
"Come, little Tianshu, give your daddy a bow, wish him a happy new year." As she looked on in shock, Ou Mufeng who was holding the child beside her, suddenly placed her tiny baby on the ground and prompted him to kowtow to the photograph.
Daddy?
The man in this photo, was this child's father?
Ye Ning lowered her gaze towards the child…
It was a child just past one year old, dressed in a thick cotton-padded jacket, also wearing a fluffy little cap, extremely cute, especially now that the woman behind him had placed him on the ground, his chubby little hands propped on the floor made him even more adorable.
