The man’s ticulous analysis, his suffocating aura, and his every word that pierced right through her heart left Lin Yuan’ai breathless.
His presence was overwhelmingly powerful at this mont, and the tears in his eyes shook her to the core.
As soone who had only held Yan Xinxin briefly as a child, she still grieved deeply for the loss back then and the miraculous reunion now.
How much more would it affect the biological father standing before her?
"Your question earlier about Ah Tong’s old illness was deliberately probing. You’re worried that if Ah Tong learns Yan Xinxin is the daughter she’s missed for 18 whole years, she won’t be able to handle the truth, aren’t you?"
"..."
"Ah Tong was confused, lost in her stubbornness because of an adopted daughter. Just like Shaoqian, she was manipulated endlessly by Qianshui, leading her to repeatedly act harshly toward Yan Xinxin. Deep in their subconscious, they resisted Yan Xinxin and couldn’t accept the truth that Yan Xinxin is Yuan. But I see everything too clearly. I crave the truth just as much!"
"As Yuan’s biological father, I have the right to know this truth!"
Mu Jingheng shouted emotionally, suddenly grabbing Lin Yuan’ai’s shoulders.
"Yuan’ai, for the sake of being a father, for the sake of our decades-long friendship, tell the truth! Yan Xinxin is my Yuan, isn’t she?"
Under Mu Jingheng’s increasingly forceful questions, Lin Yuan’ai finally couldn’t help but nod.
"...Yes! She is..."
That simple yet imnsely impactful confirmation sent the tears lingering in Mu Jingheng’s eyes cascading down in an instant!
The emptiness in his heart was filled entirely in that mont!
His Yuan!
She was indeed still alive and well!
Yuan!
The cherished treasure of Mu Jingheng’s life was, without a doubt, the girl he felt such an intense connection with the first ti he saw her—Yan Xinxin!
It was her after all!
Mu Jingheng’s heart was overwheld with joy, yet more heartbreak ca crashing in.
He had investigated Yan Xinxin’s familial background and was already deeply familiar with the harshness of her recent years.
Her adult life had been nothing short of a stony path in perpetual darkness.
At just 18, she gave birth out of wedlock, and shortly after having her child, she inexplicably fell into depression.
Depression—a disease that could drive sufferers to consider surrendering their lives at any mont!
His Yuan had almost left this world, had almost left him—again!
The Mu family and the Yan family lived on opposite ends of Ancheng: one in the affluent district, the other in an ordinary residential area. Just the divide of a dozen streets had cruelly severed their path to reunion as a family!
The more Mu Jingheng thought about it, the more it hurt. The deeper his pain grew.
The Mu family was one of Ancheng’s four great aristocratic clans. She, Mu Qianyuan, should have been the leading debutante of the city, but because of a suspicious ’accident,’ she had fallen to an unwelcod adopted daughter...
Lin Yuan’ai was seeing for the first ti a grown man cry so anguish-filled and tearfully blurred.
And this man was a celebrated and respected figure in Ancheng.
He cried because he had finally found his dear lost daughter.
Lin Yuan’ai didn’t know how to comfort him and simply stood silently beside him, waiting for Mu Jingheng’s emotions to settle down.
Fortunately, this area was mostly made up of detached villas, with little traffic or pedestrians. Otherwise, if anyone saw or photographed this scene, who knew what kind of rumors might arise.
"Jingheng, I can’t fully empathize with how you’re feeling right now, but I can say that just like you, when I learned Yuan was still alive, I felt indescribable joy."
Lin Yuan’ai began to speak slowly.
"But Xinxin made promise not to tell anyone from the Mu family about this, so..."
"I want to see Xinxin."
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