Perhaps not anticipating Mu Jingheng to be so straightforward, the girl was taken aback, then turned to Mu Jingheng with a sorrowful expression.
"Dad, do you still not believe I'm Yuan?"
"Of course not, because my biological daughter Mu Qianyuan is lying in the hospital right now, with her husband Mo Chuxi accompanying her!"
Mu Jingheng came straight to the point, without beating around the bush.
The girl's eyelids lowered.
"So in Dad's heart, you still firmly believe that Yan Xinxin is me..."
"You don't need to pretend, I know you're not Yuan."
Mu Jingheng glanced at her indifferently.
"During this period, you've been playing hard to get and texting my wife, sometimes not replying for days. Whenever you do, you always hint that the reason for your absence is Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi."
"The other day at the restaurant, your acting was excellent, but it could only deceive my wife."
