Yan Luoxi came to her senses. She looked up at Li Yeqi, who was close at hand, as if she had found her mainstay, and reached out to hold his waist tightly, burying her face deeply into his abdomen.
Li Yeqi, surprised and touched, worried that she might injure her fragile cervical spine, said softly, "What's wrong?"
Yan Luoxi closed her dry eyes, refusing to believe a word Xue Changkong had said; not a single bit. If she just regarded his words as nonsense, perhaps she wouldn't let her mind wander like this.
Back when Yan Yingjie drove her out of the house and completely ignored her, she too had thought that she could not be his biological daughter; otherwise, how could a father hate his child so much over a misunderstanding?
But now, with the truth before her, she couldn't take it.
Li Yeqi put down the discharge papers and gently held her with both hands, "Xixi, tell me what happened, hmm?"
