"Ah!"
Song Song looked up in surprise, her eyes vibrant and lively, but immediately lowered her head upon meeting the man's stern face.
Mustering great courage, her voice soft and tender, she spoke, "…Uncle Xiao."
Actually, before the marriage, she had called him this way the few times they met. Back then, she called him without any second thought—it came out easily.
Now, she feels…
It feels a bit strange calling him that.
Could he really be seeing her as his niece?
The girl's curled eyelashes cast a shadow, perfectly matching with a few strands of her bangs, making her appear soft and delicate, tugging at Xiao Jinghuai's heart.
He said, "It's good, just keep calling me that."
Song Song was stunned for three seconds, her small hands supporting the seat trembling slightly. Oh no, he really sees her as a junior, but that's okay… calling him Uncle Xiao seems a bit more, somewhat closer.
Always calling Mr. Xiao makes it feel like he's miles away from her.
"Oh, okay..."
