Jia Li continued to sob in Fu Hua's arms.
"How am I supposed to live with this truth. I have always had one father, but now, I have two? The one who conceived me, and the one who raised me. Hua, I can't accept this." Jia Li said with her face buried in his chest.
Fu Hua patted her back and said in a gentle tone, "You don't have to accept this situation, and nobody is asking you to. Mr. Qin will always be your father."
Jia Li sniffed and hugged Fu Hua tightly. She would never have believed that there would be a mystery behind her birth. She has always been loved by her father and her mother, and the love they showered on her, has been keeping her even after their painful death.
The perfect loving family of three has been shattered, and somehow, she wished her Aunty should have died with that secret, instead of choosing to reveal it now.
