"Can you feel it, but I, as the mother, can't?"
Ning Zitong retorted.
"Yuan is indeed still alive, but she's not Yan Xinxin! The facts are right in front of you, why won't you believe it!"
"What kind of facts are these! You claim it's Xinxin's by showing a few strands of black hair, how can you be sure they're hers!"
"Dad! You're being unreasonable!"
Mu Shaoqian argued strenuously.
"In that house, only Yan Xinxin had long black hair, who else could it be!"
"Anyway, until Xinxin comes back, I won't believe this paternity report!"
Mu Jingheng denied, sitting back in the chair, a bit weary.
"Ah Tong, you and Shaoqian go out, I want to be alone for a while."
"Dad, this..."
"Shaoqian, let's go out."
Ning Zitong stopped him, turned to look at Mu Jingheng and sighed.
