Mu Shaoqian was dumbfounded.
The woman beside him froze as well.
Yan Xinxin was even more surprised when she saw who had arrived.
What?
How could this be?
She thought Mo Chuxi might have come, but never in her wildest dreams did she expect her biological father, Mu Jingheng, to show up!
"Dad?"
Mu Shaoqian clutched his face, staring incredulously at Mu Jingheng's cold expression.
"Dad, are you out of your mind? You actually hit me?"
"The one who's out of their mind here is YOU!"
Mu Jingheng snapped angrily.
"Apologize to Lady Yan immediately!"
"Apologize? To her?"
Mu Shaoqian laughed coldly.
"Dad, are you really getting senile? Our Yuan isn't dead—she's alive and well—and yet you're still fooled by this stand-in!"
"No matter who Lady Yan is or who she resembles, you have no right to talk about her like that!"
Mu Jingheng maintained an uncompromising tone.
