Ye Huang squinted his eyes, feeling displeased just thinking about those two people.
If it weren't for Bai Xiao, he wouldn't want to see them again.
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Bai Family
Bai Weifeng walked into the house dejectedly and collapsed onto the sofa, his eyes bloodshot from exhaustion.
Chen Wenxiang followed him in, looking not much better.
They had gone to their hometown yesterday, spent the night there, and had visited almost every household in the village. Finally, from a few elders, they found the answer: their daughter had died shortly after being sent back to the countryside, and the current Bai Xiao was a child Grandma Bai had picked up from the river.
"Bang!"
Chen Wenxiang heavily threw her bag onto the sofa, her eyes red, "Your mother was too much, raising an outsider for us! Twenty years! The daughter we painstakingly raised was picked up!"
