"This identity as a daughter of the Mu Clan has brought me calamity from birth." Qiao Mu frigidly looked straight ahead with a cynical smile, "You guys didn't tell me anything and let me live a lifetime in ignorance."
"This enmity has been destined since birth. There is no escape!"
Wei Ziqin gaped at the child before her.
There was not the slightest hint of endearment in her expression when talking about the Mu Clan. On the contrary, there was more disgust than anything else.
That disgust practically wanted to overflow from her eyes.
What a joke, why did she need to endear herself to a clan that had never taken care of her before? In fact, all the calamities she had suffered in the past were because of them.
