"What... what did you say!"
Mu Jingheng seed to have been hit by a huge shock, stepping back.
"You, you are Qianshui? How is this possible! How is it possible!"
He denied it, his face suddenly changing, as if his breathing had beco erratic.
Mu Qianshui looked at Mu Jingheng’s panic-stricken appearance, tilted her surgically altered face and laughed loudly, only for her expression to turn dark afterwards.
"What’s the matter? Did you all think I was dead? Did you all wish I was dead!"
She shouted her question angrily.
"Hmph! Claiming to treat as a daughter even if I were adopted, but what was the result? Letting be dead for so long without anyone caring!"
"No, no, you’re not Qianshui! You’re Yuan..."
"I am not that bitch Mu Qianyuan!"
Mu Qianshui denied fiercely, her entire facial expression twisting, then she laughed mockingly at Mu Jingheng who looked completely pale.
"My dear father, you raised for twenty-three years, how could you not recognize ? Wasn’t your first glance at one of suspicion that I was fake? Then why did you believe so firmly that I was Mu Qianyuan afterwards?"
"How, how could this happen? You clearly know about the incident with the vase when Yuan was young, you also know the stuff between Yuan and Shaoqian, how could you not be Yuan!"
"Hmph, of course I know!"
Mu Qianshui sneered.
"After I found out I was the abandoned baby adopted from an orphanage, I paid close attention to Mu Qianyuan’s every move. I didn’t understand why, even though Qianyuan and I were sisters, I, as her younger sister, didn’t get any special treatnt or extra love. Instead, it was my older sister who was pampered and loved daily by Mom and Dad. But later, I understood."
"Even though that bitch Mu Qianyuan was presud dead by you all when she was six, over these eighteen years, I was still worth less than a dead person in your eyes!"
She shouted with rage, her words carrying undeniable resentnt and hatred.
"What family! What treating like your own daughter! It’s all preference and bias! An adopted daughter is still just an adopted daughter, no matter how long you’re raised, you can’t compare to Mu Qianyuan who shares blood with you!"
"Qianshui, you, you are really Qianshui!"
Mu Jingheng seed to finally confirm the truth.
Mu Qianshui was montarily stunned by his words, then laughed.
"Yes, my dear father, I am your Qianshui. Don’t you recognize ? It’s no wonder. My face was mangled ti and again by that bitch Mu Qianyuan because Chuxi, of course, and I lay on the operating table, watching the plastic surgeon’s scalpel cut and repair it blade by blade. Do you know how painful and tornting that process was!"
"Mu Jingheng! I’m telling you, I ca back this ti for revenge!"
Her intentions were finally openly revealed without hesitation.
"Let tell you, the Mu Group is already mine now, all the shares and funds are in my hands. You, as its chairman and director, are nothing anymore!"
"What?"
Mu Jingheng widened his eyes in disbelief, imdiately turning to the desk, operating the computer for a while, then his expression changed drastically.
"How could this be, my shares..."
"Hmph."
Mu Qianshui scoffed dismissively.
"My dear father, let tell you, by 10 a.m. tomorrow, not only the Mu Group but also Di Jue will be entirely mine. And you, along with everyone under the Mu family, will have to roll out of this house and beg on the streets!"
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