But grandfather's words still rang in her ears. Both grandfather and aunt said she was not a woman of the Ye family, and Gu Shaocheng also said she was not the daughter of the Ye family.
Who was Gu Shaocheng, someone who could tell such lies in jest?
Besides, his own existence, filled with an undeniable oppressed aura, said it all.
As the saying goes, blood relations always share a subtle connection. Chenxing looked at his face, shook her head vehemently and finally, she turned and ran frantically, as if to escape from reality.
She could not accept the fact that her mom and dad were not her biological parents!
What she could least accept was that her father, who held her gently in his hands, was actually the murderer of her real father.
God, how could you be so cruel to me? How could you play such a joke on me?
You might as well have killed me!
Gu Shaocheng stood motionless, watching the girl fleeing reality.
