Yan Xi looked at the closed door and then turned to look at Xi Jingxing.
“Yan Yan...”Xi Jingxing’s voice was a little hoarse as he said slowly, “Do you already know that you’re not my biological daughter?”
He actually had a guess in his heart, but it was quickly verified.
“Yes, I know,”Yan XI said plainly.
Xi Jingxing’s breathing became heavy. “Yan Yan, listen to me. I truly treat you as my daughter. I -- think about your grandmother, think about your mother!”
“It’s because I’ve been thinking about grandmother and mother that I’ve been tolerating you. Otherwise, do you think you’d still be standing here?”
Xi Jingxing’s expression was unsightly. He looked at Yan Xi and suddenly realized that her heart was even colder than Yan Qingcheng’s.
This daughter was too intelligent. There was nothing he could do. No matter how good she was at manipulating people’s hearts, Yan Xi would not budge.
