"How could this happen?"
Listening to Mu Shaoqian's question, Mu Jingheng repeated the same words with a sarcastic smile.
"Dad! Tell me! How could Yuan be like this!"
Mu Shaoqian asked anxiously.
"Yuan was a perfectly fine person, how could she develop a personality disorder? Before, that vile Mu Qianshui said Yuan also had amnesia—is it related to the personality disorder?"
Hearing this, Mu Jingheng's eyes reddened with sadness and heartache.
"It's my failure as a father, not responsible enough, not calm enough. I, a person in my fifties, was completely fooled by a six-year-old girl, not to mention you and Ah Tong being so muddled by the current Qianshui."
He sighed.
Mu Shaoqian listened to Mu Jingheng's murmuring, clenching his fists tightly...
Inside the house.
Ning Zitong led Yan Xinxin into the luxurious living room.
