Gu Qibao blinked playfully and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Di Mingchen couldn’t help but laugh and tapped her on the forehead, "You little imp."
Gu Qibao giggled incessantly, "From your reaction, it seems it’s not yours then?"
"No." Di Mingchen shook his head honestly, "It’s my comrade’s. He died in the line of duty, and I am just taking care of them."
So that was it, Gu Qibao’s heart finally settled.
She couldn’t help but ask again, "But why did you say it was yours last time?"
"Because last time it was in front of them, I didn’t want them to be looked at differently, nor did I want them to feel sad." Di Mingchen replied seriously, "A comrade’s child is also my child, isn’t it?"
Gu Qibao looked at Di Mingchen and suddenly felt that he was very warm-hearted and a good person.
"Hmm." Gu Qibao nodded, "So that’s how it is."
No wonder Di Mingchen had never mentioned this matter in front of his family, nor took them home. If they really were his, or if he had fallen in love with a woman who had children, he would have told his family no matter what, or brought them home directly.
It turned out that the truth of the matter was not always what we see with our eyes or hear with our ears.
The two continued to chat and laugh, and this scene was observed by Shen Yilan from not too far away.
She lifted her lips in a scornful and disdainful sneer, "What trash."
Shameless flirting.
The husband had just turned around, and she immediately started cozying up to the soldier.
After disdainfully snorting, Shen Yilan coldly huffed and went over with two glasses of wine.
Just then, Di Mingchen had also left, and Gu Qibao was sitting there alone.
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