"What conditions?" Fan Hui was excited.
"Don't pretend to be my dad anymore. You're not my dad, and my mom had nothing to do with you."
"How do you know that?!"
"My mom told me." Suizi could see that he had taken the bait easily. She was secretly pleased. It seemed like she had made the right bet.
Fan Hui's expression became particularly awkward. He thought that Suizi was young and easy to deceive.
But to his surprise, she saw right through him in just a few words. How embarrassing.
"If you knew, why did you agree to help me?"
Suizi showed a compassionate look, almost like a Bodhisattva in person. Yu Jingting handed his just used water bucket to Suizi.
There, with a clean water bottle, she looked even more like it, just that this "bottle" was a bit too big.
"I'm soft-hearted, I can't bear to see the rising star in the painting world fall."
