"Understanding?" Ni Yang's expression remained unchanged, "How do you think I should understand, Sister Xianxian?"
Li Xianxian hesitated and continued, "I heard it was because my aunt couldn't have a son, so my uncle sought someone else. We can't entirely blame my uncle, after all, a male child is the lifeline of a family. My uncle did wrong out of desperation for a son, no matter what, he is your father. As children, we should acknowledge our parents, no matter what, even if they committed murder."
"Actually, Yangyang, I really envy you. Your parents are still together, unlike me. I don't even know what my parents look like..."
By the end of her sentence, Li Xianxian's eyes had reddened. She made it seem like Ni Yang was oblivious to her good fortune.
At the same time, her words successfully painted Ni Yang as an unfilial daughter who did not recognize her biological father.
Mo Baichuan on the side took a sip of tea, the corner of his mouth twitching into a slight smile.
