Lin Qingge stared at his retreating figure and, after a few seconds, suddenly called out, "Jingting."
He paused in his steps.
She hesitated for a long time before she carefully ventured, "Are you really planning to tell Gu Nanqiao about Chengcheng's existence?"
"She has to know sooner or later."
He couldn't hide it from her forever and he couldn't abandon Chengcheng. Knowing was just a matter of time.
"But will she..." Lin Qingge paused before continuing, "be able to accept it?"
Huo Jingting's lips curled slightly, suddenly hesitating.
In truth, he was also uncertain whether Gu Nanqiao could accept it.
She wouldn't look down on Chengcheng—that he could guarantee. With time she would surely gradually accept him, but in the short term... he really couldn't say.
He raised his wrist to check the time, "It's getting late, you should rest early."
His words fell and he resumed his steps, walking to the door of another bedroom.
