Mi Lan had never seen Qin Hanzhong like this before.
From childhood to now, in Mi Lan's impression, her father was always a cunning and ruthless man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
He would use anyone as a pawn, and blood ties meant nothing to him.
For some reason, Mi Lan felt a pang of sympathy in her heart: "It's not like I'm refusing the marriage. Since the Luo Family wants to ally with us through marriage, they surely won't harm us."
Qin Hanzhong raised his head, an unusually loving look in his eyes: "Girl, haven't you always wanted to know about your mother? Now, I want to tell you. I'm afraid one day, if I'm gone, no one will remember her anymore."
Mi Lan was stunned.
All along, Mi Lan had been seeking everything about her mother.
But Qin Hanzhong always evaded or changed the subject, never speaking about it.
Today, he unexpectedly brought it up himself.
However, Mi Lan didn't say a word, biting her lip and quietly waiting for Qin Hanzhong to speak.
