He Meichun's heart thumped so quickly. Was Duan Yanhao questioning her or trying to confirm it?
He Meichun had never imagined that Duan Yanhao would find out about this matter. Deep down, she couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty. She didn't dare to confirm if Duan Yanhao had truly found out about the truth or was merely putting on a front.
When He Meichun raised her head, she immediately noticed Duan Yanhao's cold expression. It made her heart race even faster.
He Meichun was at a loss for words. Swallowing, she stuttered, "Yanhao… You… What are you saying? You're scaring me. Jiaojiao is my dear child, my biological daughter. Why would you say something like that?"
At that moment, Duan Yanhao already knew the truth. His lips curled up as he smirked coldly. "Aunt, you claimed that Jiaojiao is your biological daughter, but what were you doing when she passed away? What have you done for the past six years? Have you visited her even once?"
