1202 You are no grandfather of mine.

He was certain then; she was indeed Mu Qingcheng's daughter!

The so-called granddaughter, whom he had doted on for over a decade, was an imposter!

Remorse and fury consumed him at the thought of this!

He had nearly ruined her!

Ruined that beloved woman's daughter!

His heart was twisted in pain.

"Your name is Yun Shishi, isn't it?!" His voice shook. "Grandpa has been looking everywhere for you all these years; I didn't think that you'd actually—"

"Shut up!" she yelled in vexation. "Don't you say my name; you have no right to say my name!"

"I—"

Shock and hurt flashed across his face as his lips quivered incessantly. His face then turned ghastly pale at once. "Shishi, don't get agitated! You're still hurt so speak no more!"