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"Yes." Zhu Chengqi admitted without any reservation. "When she was alive, she wanted a daughter like Qiao Nan. When she was pregnant with Baoguo, she had been saying 'my daughter, my daughter'. Sometimes, I wonder if heaven mixed up the children of the two families."

Clearly, Qiao Nan was the kind of daughter that he and his wife had wished for, whereas Zhu Baoguo was the son that the Qiao couple had pined for.

One family wanted a daughter while the other wanted a son.

Qiao Nan was the daughter that they wanted and Zhu Baoguo was the son that Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi wanted. Sometimes, it was scary that humans would become so blinded by their thoughts. Even such a formidable character like Zhu Chengqi would also have such ludicrous thoughts.

Zhai Yaohui could not help tearing for Zhu Baoguo. "If Baoguo hears you, he will probably fight with you." Zhu Chengqi had reached the stage whereby he was biased toward his goddaughter, Qiao Nan.