Seeing that Zhuo Junyue had returned, An An felt a sense of security. Her little face instantly crumbled into tears.
"Daddy, I'm not a bastard, right? I have a daddy, wu... I want Mommy, I want Mommy..."
Zhuo Junyue was infuriated by An An's words, it pained him to hear it.
Fearing he might scare his daughter, he gently cooed at her, "An An is Daddy's good girl. If anyone dares to call An An a bastard, Daddy will beat them to death, okay?"
The old lady was witnessing Zhuo Junyue tenderly consoling a little girl for the first time.
Could that tiny, skinny bean indeed be Junyue's child, her great-granddaughter?
"Junyue, are you sure she is your daughter? Have you verified it?"
Zhuo Junyue ignored the old lady. If it weren't for the fact that she was his grandmother, he would have thrown her out already.
He walked in holding An An, his icy gaze swept through the room, "I was considering sparing the Xu Family, but now it seems unnecessary."
