After a beating.
Mu Jingnan had finally been tamed, sitting back on the sofa and taking shallow breaths, "So, Little Nuomi, that child, really is Jingxi's daughter?"
"The DNA has been tested, and she is indeed Jingxi's daughter."
Mu Chongming gave him a warning glare, "Qiao An still doesn't know that Jingxi has found out about the incident from three years ago, so, for now, everything remains as it is. You must not leak any information, got it?"
"Understood," Mu Jingnan nodded, "Then Little Nuomi...?"
"Everything stays the same, don't make it too obvious and alert Qiao An."
Otherwise, he and his wife would not avoid meeting their precious granddaughter who was right there in the Main Building.
They feared that their excessive affection might arouse Qiao An's suspicion.
Back in the South Wing, Situ Yunshu was nowhere to be seen, and Little Nuomi was engrossed in playing games on her iPad.
Lightning sprawled lazily on the carpet, dozing off.