"I admit it's just like you said,—you were never part of my life plan!"
She looked up proudly, as if that last bit of pride was maintaining her current demeanor.
"Qin Mu, you bastard!"
Her heart burned when he cursed at her, as if boiling water had been poured directly onto her heart, and her lips dried even more.
"Then why didn't you just tell me she was my daughter, instead of putting on this whole charade of adoption from the orphanage? Why go through all that trouble?"
If she told him the reason, Qin Mu was afraid he would tear her apart.
Right now, he seemed to hate her enough to want to strangle her, and if she continued, he would probably throw her out of the window in front of him.
Qin Mu guessed if she fell from here, she would definitely turn into a pile of flesh, and the thought of that bloody blur made her nauseous.