Qiao Zhongbang clearly knew that this daughter wasn't related to him by blood, yet he had feigned ignorance this entire time?
Was he a fool? He was helping other people raise their daughter even when they were living in such impoverished circumstances previously?
"Someone had entrusted her to Ziqin. Before our marriage in the town by then, she told me this upfront." Qiao Zhongbang continued with a sullen face, "This son doesn't know when Mother found out. Could it be because of this that you never looked at them amiably ever since a long time ago?"
Elderly Lady Qiao was so riled up that she lay limp on the bed. However, because she had spurted out clotted blood from her chest just earlier, she seemed to be much more at ease, instead.
But the Qiao Zhongbang couple clearly saw that the light in the depths of the elderly lady's eyes was like her dying flash of lucidity.
