It's rather strange that someone like Mu Shaocheng would say such a thing, but then again, maybe it's not strange at all.
Everyone has someone they love the most.
It's just that Jiang Xiaoxiao has seen the evil in Mu Shaocheng, but not his goodness.
People on opposing sides will always see each other as the most wicked.
"Daddy!"
A cheerful voice as pure as top-grade crystal.
A young girl turned the wheelchair around, sitting on it was a doll-like little girl with transparent tubes inserted into her nostrils, connected to an oxygen tank at the back of the wheelchair.
"Ziluo!"
Mu Shaocheng's voice was instantly filled with tenderness as he bent down to kiss the top of her head.
"This is Doctor Jiang, Doctor Jiang, this is my darling daughter, Ziluo."
At this moment, Mu Shaocheng transformed into a complete loving father.
Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned forward and extended her hand.
"Ziluo, it's nice to meet you."
