"I have one. Not only a godfather but also a goddad."
"Who?" the Old Man asked curiously.
"Leclerc and Zhou Guanyu."
Hearing this, the Old Man hesitated for a moment, then said helplessly, "Looks like I'm late. Those two bastards beat me to it."
Qin Miao shrugged.
Qin Miao could see that the Old Man really liked Muqiu.
After all, if you were Hamilton, having spent all these years without getting married or having kids, then a colleague who you have a decent relationship with has a little baby girl who gets exceptionally happy every time she sees you, smiles at you, doesn't cry or fuss when you hold her, interacts with you without resisting, and is very joyful.
Your little heart finds it hard not to be captivated by this child's every move.
But today is race day, and the race is about to start soon, so the Old Man couldn't stay with Qin Miao for too long. He still had many things to prepare for before the race starts.
