Qiao Mu didn't feel sad at all. She was surprisingly relaxed.
This was the truth she wanted. To her, this was not something to be sad about. Fortunately, her father just did not know of her existence and did not abandon her.
To Qiao Mu, this was a sliver of hope born out of despair.
At this moment, Qiao Mu was somewhat relieved.
Even though her father was standing right in front of her and treated her as a stranger whom she had only met twice, she did not feel sad.
She had never hoped to reunite with her father. All she wanted was an answer.
She did not lose anything. She never had her biological father. Perhaps God was fair. At least she could get fatherly love from Qiao Jiannan. That was enough.
Qiao Mu turned her head and saw Li Yan staring at her not far away. His gaze was fixed on her and never once shifted away.
Those deep eyes were always calm, but they could not hide the worry in them, as if they were worried that she would be hurt.
