Ji Yemo gave a bitter smile, seeming unwilling to continue the topic, glossing over it hastily, "One winter, I received a package, with Miaomiao inside, and a note saying she was my daughter. I didn't believe it, but after a paternity test, I found she indeed was my daughter. As for who her biological mother is... I investigated for a long time and found nothing. These years, she has never appeared."
Ruan Xixia's heart sank. If even Ji Yemo's power couldn't uncover it, then Miaomiao's mother's identity probably remains a mystery.
Why? How could she be so heartless to abandon this cute little girl, to go far away, never to return?
Compared to Ruan Xixia, Ji Yemo had already grown used to it over these years.
At that time, he was still in university, innocent and unaware of many things, yet suddenly a daughter dropped into his life.
