"Dad... you... you... don’t you believe ?"
"Qi Miao."
Qi Baiyan’s voice, compared to just now, has beco a few shades deeper, and the suppressed anger, at this mont, seeps out from the bottom of his eyes, little by little.
"Don’t push your luck!"
Qi Baiyan’s voice is not loud, but it’s enough to show his attitude at the mont, "This na, originally belonged to my daughter, and you took her na, her identity, and all the treatnt she should have enjoyed as the Qi Family’s Little Princess."
Qi Baiyan was originally still holding back his emotions, but like Qi Xiao, the further he spoke, the more the anger in his heart and the distress towards his biological daughter began to overwhelm his thoughts.
"If you have any sense, shut up right now. I’ll let you off because you were a baby at that ti, and couldn’t have decided on any of this. But that doesn’t an you’re entitled to keep making a scene in front of us."
Chu Peixian had remained silent until now, but just like Qi Baiyan, she could tell from Qi Miao’s performance that she had known about all of this for a long ti.
Chu Peixian isn’t a weak woman; on the contrary, she has her ans and rationale. She stood back from Qi Baiyan’s embrace, reorganizing her nearly-collapsed emotions, and looked at Qi Miao with a displeased expression, "Qi Miao, I’m afraid you’re not as innocent as we thought."
Chu Peixian directly pointed out the key point, and Qi Miao’s heart thudded heavily. Her face turned even paler than before.
"Mom, how could you say that? Just because of an inexplicable paternity test, you want to disown , and now you want to label with sothing? "
Unhidden condemnation could be felt in her innocent tone.
Chu Peixian originally thought that, after all, Qi Miao had grown up by her side, and she still had so affection for her.
But it’s obvious that soone not born from her has the wrong character. At this ti, Qi Miao showed no guilt, and even turned around and condemned them in this manner.
Chu Peixian laughed, but to Qi Miao, it only fueled her fear and hatred.
Seeing Chu Peixian’s face, she thought of Xia Yumo, that crippled waste who would soon replace her in her life as the Qi Family’s young miss.
Chu Peixian doesn’t want to be angry about Qi Miao. There’s no need, and no point.
She sat down on the sofa, turned her head, and said to Qi Xiao:
"Let the bodyguards leave first."
Qi Xiao nodded and signaled for the bodyguards to leave.
And the Qi Family servants in the living room also left one after another with tact on their faces.
At this mont, only Qi Baiyan, Chu Peixian and her husband, Qi Xiao, Qi Ming, and a trembling Qi Miao remained in the living room of the Qi Family.
Chu Peixian let go of her previous carefree deanor. She looked at Qi Ming hiding behind Qiming and frowned at how Qi Ming shalessly protected Qi Miao.
"Qi Miao, I have one question for you. Answer honestly."
Qi Miao’s body trembled, and beneath her gaze that held no attachnt or compassion from Chu Peixian, resentnt flickered in her eyes.
"Ask."
"When did you find out that you’re not the Qi Family’s daughter?"
Chu Peixian’s single pointed question stabbed directly into Qi Miao’s heart, causing her face to turn a few shades paler.
But she could only force herself to stay calm, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.
"Mom, you’ve already decided that I’m not your daughter. What else is there to say?"
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