บท 100: Pretty Auntie, Why Are You Sad? (3)

"But he's not really my daddy, because he hasn't married my mommy yet." Xiao Bao said in a matter of fact tone. 

Song Huifen stilled for a while, trying to calm herself down. Qin Jiran? Wasn't that her son's pen name? When did he find out he fathered a son out of wedlock? Did he intend to hide the boy from her? 

"Who… what's the name of your Mommy, Xiao Bao?" She asked, clearing her throat as she kept her normally stoic mask on her face. 

Xiao Bao held his chin and gave it a good thought. He remembered his Mommy telling them not to give confidential details to strangers, but Xiao Bao had a feeling that this woman was not a stranger to him at all. While he despised the fawning of the secretaries earlier, this woman hadn't done anything suspicious yet. 

His eyes then landed in today's newspaper, his obsidian eyes widening upon seeing his own mother's face on the business section. He slipped down the couch and took it from the coffee table.