Zhu Zhongjun told her everything she knew.
When Qin Jianxi finished listening, she couldn't help but feel surprised.
No, this word was not accurate. It should be described as the most melodramatic.
As expected of the world in the book, it could even be made up like this.
Her brain was muddled.
This was really unbreakable and messy.
Zhu Zhongjun looked at her daughter's expression and typed a line of words on the phone, "Are you a little scared?"
Qin Jianxi looked at the words on the phone and shook her head. She said, "Mom, give me a moment... Let me think it through first."
Zhu Zhongjun sat there quietly, waiting for her daughter to come to her senses.
It took Qin Jianxi five minutes to understand her mother's words.
"So, Old Master Murong is indeed your biological father, Mom?"
Zhu Zhongjun nodded.
"But the Old Lady Murong isn't your mother?" Qin Jianxi continued.
Zhu Zhongjun nodded again.
