Old Master Bai roared angrily just as Bai Jixuan and Bai Zhan came running. Behind them, Lei Qian was also stumbling forward as he tried to stabilise his weight on his twisted foot. They all heard the loud roar of Old Master Bai and staggered to a sudden halt.
Her father? Yan Wanning's father? Their mother's father? But their grandfather had been dead for years.
Bai Meiyue was the only one who was shocked for only a few seconds before snapping out of her daze. She had seen all kinds of things in her past life; how could such a thing shock her, but still—she was a bit stupefied. No wonder, no wonder, the Yan family treated her mother so coldly. They knew that she was not their daughter and had no scruples about treating her like a little slave.
