Despite harboring little affection for Du Ruofeng, Du Xiaoxiao couldn't deny that, no matter how much he disgusted her, he was still her father.
This was an inescapable truth, etched deep in the bonds of bloodline.
Thinking that Du Ruofeng had most likely poisoned her mom, Du Xiaoxiao felt an indescribable discomfort.
Zhang Xiaomeng held her in his arms and kissed her forehead, "Maybe it's just a misunderstanding. Just because the Tang Sect says so, maybe someone else is the real poisoner."
If it turned out to be Du Ruofeng who had poisoned them, once Du Xiaoxiao confirmed it, she would essentially sever all ties with Du Ruofeng from the bottom of her heart.
It might even evolve into hatred.
Right now, she just lacked conclusive evidence.
Du Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped crying, "Xiaomeng, accompany me to one more place."
"Let's go to the Lin Family."
"The Lin Family has been so close to Du Ruofeng lately."
