Your turn now

Time: 5:40 PM. Six hours and fifty minutes remaining.

The situation came to a standstill.

Zhang Chao realized it was fruitless to keep any pretense in front of her. But, he wasn't in any situation to provoke her either.

"Xiulan, please understand...Ning was fragile at that age. She would have gone worse if we had forced treatment on her. Didn't she already hate Qiuyue for that?"

Zhang Xiulan took out her gun, which almost made him jump in a scare. "So, you handed your sane daughter over to them? For one daughter, you sacrificed another."

He felt his breath stuck in his throat.

"Of course, it's not like that! Y-you are my daughter too? How can I differentiate? Xiulan...Dad loves you too..."

She chuckled. "It surely didn't feel like that to me in my 'growing up' years. But, let's not talk about me anymore."

He silently let out a sigh of relief.

She smiled. "Let's talk about Mom."

He froze.