He did not want himself to guess. He wanted to hear it, hear the truth—hear a story.
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"Daddy…"
Once Xia Yixuan saw Xia Mingzheng, she pounced into his arms. She was really frightened this time. That woman was a lunatic, and she had almost died.
"It's okay now." Xia Mingzheng patted Xia Yixuan's shoulders and felt that she was still as small and weak as the young child he had to carry in his arms in the past.
"Daddy, that woman is crazy. She's a lunatic." Xia Yixuan hugged Xia Mingzheng and wailed loudly. "She wanted me dead."
When Xia Mingzheng heard that, he really wanted to go to the Lu family and debate with them again to get that woman out. He wanted her to try the exact same method for her to understand his hatred. Since young, his daughter had never suffered this much.