"Hey, Mi Xiurong, don't sling mud without evidence!"
When Mi Xiurong said this, Ma Lijuan immediately panicked and screamed, "Moli is indeed Cheng Hui's daughter! She's the daughter I gave him! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Is that so? Ma Lijuan, do you dare to let them go to the hospital for a DNA test?"
Mi Xiurong sneered, her gaze fixed directly on Ma Lijuan's eyes, and said, "One day I saw you sneaking out of a hotel with your lover, and I think Zhu Moli should be his daughter, right?"
"You!... You're talking nonsense!"
Ma Lijuan averted her eyes, not daring to look at her, "I... I don't have a lover..."
In fact, Mi Xiurong was just trying to intimidate Ma Lijuan a bit, hoping she'd quiet down. Unexpectedly, Zhu Chenghui jumped up and started cursing, "Great, Ma Lijuan, I always wondered why Moli doesn't look like me at all, turns out she's not my daughter!"
"No, listen to me, Mi Xiurong is slandering me! Moli is your biological daughter!"
