"Wen Sheng is Jiang Sheng, my daughter who has been missing for many years, Shifang's younger sister."
This sudden news shocked Zhu Qingjia to the core. Her head buzzed, then filled with a muddled mess, utterly incapable of coherent thought.
Jiang Ruxin said that Wen Sheng was Jiang Sheng, the Jiang Family's daughter who had gone missing years ago—
How could that be possible?
Zhu Qingjia had grown up with Wen Sheng since childhood, the two of them best friends from as far back as she could remember.
There was also Wen Tingshu, who was known far and wide as an honest man and a kind, gentle, good father in the eyes of neighbors. He had doted on Wen Sheng since she was a child, cherishing and protecting her like a treasure in his palm.
Besides, Jiang Shifang had known Wen Sheng for more than a day or two. If she truly were the Jiang Family's daughter, how could he not have recognized her?
