She planned to strike while the iron was hot and continued, "Chicheng, I just want to take this opportunity to tell you, I love you, very, very much, no matter if you remember me or not, or if you'll remember me in the future, as long as you remember there's someone who loves you so deeply, that's enough."
As she spoke, tears began to flow again.
While wiping her tears, she said, "Uncle really is your father. He's worked so hard for you to acknowledge him as your father. I hope you can accept him soon."
Uncle?
Ji Chicheng frowned, "He's your uncle?"
"Yes."
Korea nodded, looking up with a tear-stained face at Ji Chicheng's puzzled expression, "But rest assured, my father and uncle aren't closely related by blood."
Blood relation...
Blood relation... this is in~cest...
These words pierced Ji Chicheng's mind, holding his head as he recalled, repeatedly thinking of inc~est, you're in~cest.
