Seeing this, Mrs. Xia couldn't help but purse her lips, raised her hand to brush away the little snowflakes in her daughter's hair, then asked, "Does Bao'er really like Uncle Xia?"
"Like him! Yes, I do!"
Xia Ningxing replied without hesitation.
As long as they're big shots, she liked all of them!
(Lu Tingli: Hmph, you gold-digger!)
"It would be great if Uncle Xia could be my dad. Having a dad like that must be really cool," Xia Ningxing sat on the threshold with her chin propped in her hands, her dark eyes filled with longing as she spoke childishly.
Mrs. Xia lowered her eyes and fell silent, slightly lost in thought.
"So, does Bao'er want Mommy to marry your Uncle Xia?"
"Yes!" Xia Ningxing nodded without any hesitation, followed by a sweet, warm smile. "But I won't force Mommy. I respect Mommy's wishes."