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Miao Ruochen was fuming with anger at hearing such words: "Sister, do you know how much we have been thinking about you over the years? Especially Mother, she never let go of even a hint of information. How can you say such things?"
"I... I don't know..." Xiao Ruo was confused, staring blankly at him.
Actually, Xiao Ruo wanted to say that she wasn't sure if Miao Ruochen had mistaken her for someone else, but Miao Ruochen clearly misunderstood, thinking she was unaware of her identity as a daughter of the Miao family, so his tone softened: "It's not too late to know now. We won't let you suffer anymore."
"It's not..." Xiao Ruo raised a hand to her forehead, trying to calm down: "Second Young Master Miao, actually I'm not sure if that coat is the one I wore in my childhood."
The coat was worn by her when her adoptive parents found her, but that did not mean she was Miao Xian's daughter. The coat could have been worn on her by someone else.
