Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but twitch her lips. She hadn't figured out how to tell her parents, but her precious son had already spilled the beans!
This little baby, not even three years old, knows so much. She really can't avoid discussing things with him in the future.
Jiao Ling stood up from the chair, looking incredibly nervous, her hands not knowing where to place themselves.
"Mom said you have a red mark on your thigh since birth, it seems it's still there now that you're grown up." Jiao Ling squeezed out these words after quite a while.
Bai Ruozhu quickly looked at her father, not knowing that he had a red mark on his thigh, but seeing her mother's shocked expression indicated that Jiao Ling was right.
"Are we really siblings?" Bai Yihong finally found his voice, but his throat was dry and his voice trembled severely, sounding awful as if he was sawing.
Jiao Ling suddenly laughed, "I was born before you."
