What Li Qing took out truly left everyone stunned and glancing at him.
It was a photograph—a beautifully taken photograph.
It showed a baby girl. Whose daughter could it be but his own?
When Qin Lin saw Li Qing take out a photo of his daughter for his son's first-birthday grab ceremony, his cheek twitched.
He'd seen people bring gifts for their friends' sons, but had anyone ever brought a photo of his own daughter to serve as an item for his friend's son to grab?
Li Qing might have been the first.
"Qin Lin, isn't this a great gift for Xiao Qinfeng's grab ceremony?" Li Qing said smugly. "If Xiao Qinfeng grabs my daughter's photo, then she'll be his. We can settle their betrothal right now."
"..." Qin Lin didn't know how to respond.
Since when had Li Qing turned into such a schemer?
"Li Qing, I never thought you'd actually do something like this." Chen Shengfei was just as stunned. He stepped forward and pulled a photo from his own pocket, placing it on the cushion too.
It was also a photo of his daughter, beautifully taken.
Chen Shengfei even turned to Xiao Qinfeng and said, "Xiao Qinfeng, look! Isn't this big sister pretty? She can be your girlfriend—and your wife—when you grow up. Make sure you pick her."
Ma Liewen didn't seem willing to be outdone. He also took out a photo.
It was a beautifully taken photo of his daughter, too.
He placed it in front of Xiao Qinfeng and made faces to amuse him. "Xiao Qinfeng, look over here! This big sister is the prettiest and gentlest of them all. Pick her. You'll be happy if you marry a pretty, gentle big sister."
"..." Qin Lin eyed the three men suspiciously.
Had they planned this