Qin Han looked at the newspaper with her picture on it. The first thing she saw was her hideous ear. She hated Qin Yin to the core.
She didn't say anymore.
Li Yueyi passed Qin Muliang a glass of water, "Don't be mad at Hanhan anymore. Let her explain. The doctor said you shouldn't be agitated. Take a sip of water first."
Qin Muliang didn't take the glass and glared at Li Yueyi, "Even though I love Hanhan, and I feel guilty towards you. But you should watch your boundaries. No matter what, Yinyin is my daughter."
"Yes, yes, yes, I guess it might be a misunderstanding. Hanhan would never hurt even an ant. How could she harm Yinyin? It must be some media blitz."
But Qin Han whispered in a hushed voice, "Whether she's your daughter or not is debatable. You're defending her, but she severed ties with you that day."
"What did you say?" Qin Muliang slammed his hand on the bed angrily.
