it was as if he had returned to that dark, chaotic, and painful night many years ago

mu yichen turned his head and looked at her deeply.  

he had been standing there for more than two hours, thinking about the conversation he had with he jinsi in the evening.

the struggle in his heart grew more intense when he saw luo chenxi and the little dumpling being intimate with each other.  

on one hand, he wanted to let luo chenxi know that she and the little dumpling were truly mother and daughter. they were a family of three and no one could ever separate them again.  

but on the other hand, he jinsi's words were still echoing in his mind.

the stupid woman and the little dumpling were no different from their biological mother and daughter anyway. was there a need for him to tell the truth at the risk of being kicked out of the house by his wife?

if luo chenxi really wanted to divorce him, where would he go to cry?

luo chenxi felt goosebumps on her back when mu yichen was staring at her.