Bo Jinghang seemed to be even more nervous. "So, if you were really promiscuous in the past, is Wanwan your daughter?"
Bo Jinchuan felt as though a string had snapped.
His usually expressionless handsome face twitched uncontrollably.
Her clenched fists were pressed against the table.
"What did you say?"
Bo Jinghang was too nervous to care about Bo Jinchuan's emotions. Upon hearing his question, he hurriedly repeated,
"Wanwan, is it possible that she's your and Sangyu's…"
Before she could finish speaking, a solid punch landed on her face.
She felt as though her nose was about to be broken.
"F*ck…"
Bo Jing tried his best to cover his sore and swollen nose as he bent over in tears.
She was definitely not crying because of the pain. It was an instinctive reaction.
Bo Jinchuan ignored him and took two steps forward. Bo Jinhang bent his back and took two steps back.
"No, no, no. I feel terrible…"
