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Zhu Wentao stood up and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'll go talk to your mother."

"Wuwu~" Zhu Xiangxiang cried, burying herself in his arms, her sobs like a little kitten's, instantly melting people's hearts.

Feeling the delicate body in his arms, Zhu Wentao stiffened for a moment, his hand awkwardly suspended in midair.

"Dad, I'm the fake daughter, but I'm the victim too. But what about Ming Jing? She's the one scheming to be the fake daughter; she lied to both you and mother and fooled everyone. Why does she get the love of my mother? I'm not content, I'm not content at all…."

Zhu Xiangxiang's words were filled with resentment and injustice, making people feel sorry for her.