Mo Zhongliang was almost too ashamed to look at his daughter.
He could hardly imagine how his daughter had survived all these years.
Whether it was during her childhood, when she didn't understand and tried her utmost to hide her differences from others following her mother's words, or after she grew up and realized she was merely a replacement for a deceased person.
He had always thought... always believed, that she was well cared for by her biological mother!
He even wondered, every time his daughter heard others call her Mo Beiye, what kind of feelings she had?
Until today, for seventeen whole years, only one person knew her real name was Mo Beiyan in this world.
Yet, the only person who knew her true identity, who should have been her closest ally, never once called her Mo Beiyan.
Her mother said bluntly that she lived only for the sake of his brother.
Such words... such words, how much damage could they cause to a child?
Xu Lihua simply isn't fit to be a mother!
