"What did you mean by what you just said, Senior Brother? 'Were you surprised by your son?' Is this 'son' you're talking about Mu Xiao? Or is it someone else's child?"
As far as she knew, Mu Xiao's birth mother had already been executed.
It must be someone else's child, yes, it must be someone else, not Mu Xiao.
Ji Ziling clenched her phone, waiting for Mu Xiao's response.
But Mu Xiao did not immediately reply to her, instead, he fixed his gaze on the woman changing her shoes, waiting for her answer.
Instead, Mu Xiao spoke first, "Jiaren said I hit her hard."
Ji Ziling's heart jolted, it was Mu Xiao's voice.
Was the Jiaren he mentioned Wen Jiaren?
Mr. Mu's profound eyes had not left Wen Jiaren since she entered the door, and now he frowned his pair of thick sword-like brows, "Hit?"
"Thank you, I can manage on my own."
