"Aunt, you had no choice." Qiao Mianmian comforted Madam Bai gently. "Don't worry, I think your daughter will understand."
Madam Bai looked at her and seemed to want to say something.
Her eyes seemed to say: You're my daughter.
But it seemed like Qiao Mianmian didn't think so.
Her answer made Madam Bai feel less burdened.
What she was most afraid of was that her daughter would refuse to acknowledge her.
Thankfully, her daughter was sensible.
Madam Bai felt that God really treated her well.
Not only did she find her daughter, but she also found such a sensible and kind daughter.
At this moment.
She couldn't wait to acknowledge Qiao Mianmian.
But the results weren't out yet. Even if she was sure that Qiao Mianmian was her daughter, she couldn't acknowledge her now.
But fortunately, she had already confirmed that Qiao Anxin was a fake.
The thought of Qiao Anxin made Madam Bai even angrier.
