"I've read in books that everyone has a father and a mother, but I only have a mother and have never seen my father."
Nangong Yaoyao showed a serene and charming smile as she ate peach blossom crisp, her face innocent and naive.
"This..."
Meng Xiaochan was at a loss for words for a moment.
Although Nangong Mili publicly claimed that Nangong Yaoyao was a girl she had found and adopted,
with Nangong Yaoyao's appearance and Nangong Mili's usual affection for this daughter, who would believe she was merely picked up?
Nangong Yaoyao herself probably wouldn't believe it either.
After all, she knew her younger martial sister was very bright and understood many things.
There were many things she didn't know simply because Nangong Mili hadn't taught or exposed her to them.
"Could it be that my father is the heartless man mentioned in the books that abandoned my mother?"
Nangong Yaoyao tilted her head, her lips pursed slightly, and her face adorable.
"No, it's not..."
