"I trust Youxuan. Whatever she wants, your dad would give her. She has no reason to do this," Su Yiru said determinedly after a moment of contemplation.
This time, it was Ye Mingmei who was stunned.
"Mom..."
"I'm the daughter you've raised for over twenty years. Why don't you believe me? Why are you so certain that I wronged her?"
Ye Mingmei was deeply hurt. Her hand loosened, and the document bag fell to the ground.
"This isn't my home, and you are no longer the loving parents I once had. I don't want to see you ever again!" Ye Mingmei staggered to her feet and ran outside, crying.
"Mingmei!"
Su Yiru hadn't expected her to suddenly run out and quickly stood up, chasing after her.
"Dad, it wasn't me."
Qin Youxuan watched the direction where the mother and daughter had disappeared, bit her lip, and looked at Ye Zhanxing.
Ye Zhanxing's expression was somber, revealing a depth even Qin Youxuan could not quite understand what he was thinking at the moment.
"I know."
