"I used to suspect my dad," Bai Haoxue said, "but those work notes and research dispelled my doubts.
My dad is just a research fanatic; apart from research, he's not interested in anything else.
He dedicated his entire life to research. Someone like him has no reason or necessity to do those things.
Besides, I'm his biological daughter. Although we aren't as close as typical father and daughter, he hasn't mistreated or resented me."
Rather than suspecting her own father, Bai Haoxue would naturally prefer to trust him.
So, even if there's only a little bit of favorable information, she would magnify it endlessly to speak on behalf of her father.
"Moreover, my father is already dead. Even if I suspected him, many things wouldn't make sense."
"Everything is just speculation; I have no evidence..."
Ji Hanyu hadn't finished speaking when his phone on the desk rang.
This was his private phone, and not many people knew the number.
