Listening to the girl's words, Ning Zitong kept wiping her tears.
Thinking of how her biological daughter had lived such a difficult and hard life these past 18 years, her heart felt like it was burning in agony.
This sadness was more unbearable than her heartache.
Mu Jingheng furrowed his brow and lifted his wise eyes.
"Then why have you refused to come home after finding out? And instead contacted Ah Tong in secret?"
"I didn't dare to go home, and I couldn't face Brother Xi..."
The girl spoke as she slowly lowered her head.
"I know Brother Xi has married a girl named Yan Xinxin and they have a child. That girl is very beautiful, and Brother Xi loves her very much, while I now..."
As she spoke, tears began to fall drop by drop.
"A hostess who sells drinks in a bar every day, how can I still be worthy of Brother Xi..."
