Even though Zhan mo was extremely talented, he was still unable to completely understand Zhan Yang's heart.
His father was by no means an ordinary person. He would not suddenly find his conscience because of an illness and feel remorse for his daughter who had led a wandering life.
Father, there must be a reason why he suddenly found Mengmeng and treated her so well.
"Ha, I knew it. Women can't be trusted. Xiuhui didn't let me down. She told you everything." Who knew that after Zhan Yang heard Zhan Mo's words, he would laugh coldly.
He curled his lips, his thin lips cold and mocking.
His pair of dark eyes did not have a trace of panic from being exposed.
"Father, mother is only concerned about you. She said, " you seem to have changed into a different person since you were diagnosed. I, Yueyue, am not trying to seek justice for her and Jia 'er. We once owed Mengmeng. I'm happy to see you give her fatherly love.
