Chen Min, holding Ji Shi'an, cried out, "Shi'an, your dad has been bewitched by that vixen, he doesn't want us anymore..."
"Dad, what exactly is going on?!"
Ji Shi'an looked up, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Ji Zhicheng.
Ji Qingxin, supporting her belly, walked over step by step, tears welling up in her eyes, "Dad, what has mom done for you to treat her this way?"
"Alright, now that everyone is here today, I will tell you all!"
Ever since Qiao An revealed to him those things he didn't know, Ji Zhicheng often thought of Qiao Ran from the past.
He did feel guilty, but it was just dispersed by time.
As soon as someone mentioned it in front of him, awakening his memory, the buried memories and guilt would break through the soil and emerge.
Ji Zhicheng picked up the newspaper from the ground, coldly chuckled, and ferociously threw it at Chen Min's face.
Slap!
The newspaper struck her face, causing both pain and numbness.
