Real Mom?!

Zhao Tian shook his head helplessly looking at the women running around the house, trying to snatch the mobile from Zhao Suyin's hand.

"Tian..."

Ning Xue delicately hugged him from behind and kissed his ear.

A soft smile spread across Zhao Tian's lips "Xue'er."

Ning Xue glanced at Zahra Ashante trying to grab the mobile from Zhao Suyin's hand and muttered "Tian, I want to ask something... but don't get angry."

Zhao Tian raised an eyebrow "I won't get angry... dear. Just ask."

With a nod, Ning Xue asked "Do you think that blonde-haired woman, Zhao Ning is your real mother?"

Zhao Tian squinted his eyes and Ning Xue continued "I am sure you know, hair colors are hereditary... you have white hair and Ying has pink hair."

"That doesn't make any sense... does it?"

Zhao Tian gave a nod "I am also suspicious about that and... my guess is that I am not her child."