Murong Jiu couldn't accept his father's thoughts.
"If Zhu Jing really isn't a member of the Murong family, Dad, are you going to admit it?" he asked in a deep voice.
Murong Hong's eyes flashed and said, "Even if she's not blood-related, she did live in the Murong family when she was young. So, even if she's not biologically related to me, she's still my sister. Anyway, you're not allowed to mention this matter again."
After saying that, he tore up all the papers in his hands.
Murong Jiu was very disappointed when he saw him doing this.
He smiled sarcastically and said, "Dad, you're really a good brother."
He did not even investigate the cause of his own sister's death back then. What if Zhu Jing's mother was the one who caused her death? Speaking of which, she was an enemy. His father sure was good. He treated his enemy's daughter like a treasure.
Murong Hong flew into a rage out of humiliation after being ridiculed by his son.
