Old Patriarch Feng looked at him and his gaze darkened as he said, "That's right, I suspect she is not my Little Feng."
"How can that be possible! Father, what did you encounter when you went out? Did someone tell you some nonsense and you actually chose to believe something so ludicrous?" Feng Xiao was finding it hard to accept that his own father would actually suspect his own daughter to be an imposter. What in the world was really going on?
Watching Feng Xiao, Old Patriarch Feng shook his head. Even her own father had not been able to differentiate and tell that an imposter had been living under the same roof all this while. It was little wonder his Little Feng had not dared to come back.
