Mu Kexin, who was standing beside him, shouted with reddened eyes, "Is he your father? Is that so?!
"Our family was ruined by you! Why didn't you die?! Why?!"
There were thousands of faces in this world. Mu Zixuan originally had a very happy living environment with his grandma and mother who doted on him. Although his father was a little cowardly, he was still his biological father and could be considered to be doting on him. But now…
He didn't have parents anymore, and Grandma was just lying on the bed.
And all of this was Mu Huan's fault.
"Sis… why are you doing this… Don't you feel pain in your heart? Don't you have any kinship for us at all?" Mu Zixuan was really sad. He was still young and his family was either dead or crippled. He really couldn't accept this.
Mu Huan did not move or cry. She just knelt there and let them pull her clothes, accuse her, and push her…
