“Dad, I’ve already said that I don’t blame you. Even though I don’t have a mother, you’ve worked so hard all these years to take care of me. I know that you’ve done your best. Don’t be sad. I’m really fine! Now that Brother Ye has returned in one piece, I’m really happy. Don’t feel guilty! Nuannuan and Brother Chi Yang are still here!”
Mu Xigui felt very sad and guilty. After all, she was the child that he doted on so much, yet she had been wronged for 15 years due to his carelessness.
Thinking that there were still matters to be settled and that Nangong Nuannuan and Chi Yang were still around, Mu Xigui raised his head and patted Mu Qingxuan’s head. “Leave the rest to Daddy. Daddy will explain later.”
Mu Qingxuan smiled. “Okay.”
Mu Xigui looked at Ning Wenhao and said, “The police may enter now.”
“Okay.” Ning Wenhao retrieved his phone and made a call.
Mu Qingling and Qi Huiyin were clearly upset—especially Mu Qingling, whose face had shifted from twisted jealousy to pale fear.
“Old Mu, you can’t do this. Qingling is my only daughter! How can you hand her over to the police?”
“She’s your only daughter, yet you can hurt my only daughter? Who gave you the right to do that?”
“Old Mu, Qingling is still young and immature. Anyway, isn’t Qingxuan fine? Qingling isn’t just my daughter, she’s yours too. She’s the daughter you raised as your own for 15 years. How could you be so cruel to her?”
Mu Xigui laughed in anger. “My daughter is lucky to have been saved by Ning Wenhao. Does that mean that your daughter didn’t break the law? If that’s the case, are you saying that one should not be charged for attempted murder just because no one died?”
“That’s not what I meant. Old Mu…”
Qi Huiyin was about to say something when a group of police officers walked in.
Mu Qingling did not expect it to actually happen. Not only had Ning Wenhao come by himself, but he had also called the police and instructed them to wait for her outside.
Feeling the cold handcuffs on her wrists, Mu Qingling felt shame rise up in her.
She had dared to harm Mu Qingxuan, but she had not dared to let her father know. Now, she did not even dare to face Mu Xigui, let alone the police.
“Ah! Let go of me! Let go of me! I don’t want to go to jail! Father, how can you be so biased? I’m your daughter too! My surname is also Mu. How can you only care about my sister’s life and not about mine? Just because I’m not your biological child? How can you be so biased?”
Nangong Nuannuan was thoroughly amused by this mother and her daughter’s words.
In the past, she thought that Zhong Qianqian was very strange and that the Jiang family’s mother and daughter were despicable. Now that she had seen Mu Qingling, she realized that there were people even stranger than Zhong Qianqian in the world.
After all, Zhong Qianqian was Zhong Kuijun’s biological daughter and her own half-sister. Mu Qingling was an outsider who happened to join the Mu family when her mother married in. Now, she was shouting about how things were unfair and biased, after harming someone else’s biological daughter.
“I gave you the surname Mu and adopted you as my daughter. I only treated you well so your mother would treat my daughter well too. Do you really think I genuinely think of you as my daughter? In my heart, you’re not even worth one-thousandth of my daughter. If it wasn’t for your mother being my daughter’s stepmother, I wouldn’t care even if you died in front of me. After what you did to my daughter, who are you to talk to me about favoritism? Take her away!”
