The question caught Fang Yu off guard, and she found herself at a loss for words.
Thinking she had wavered, Yin Ci pressed her advantage, "Come back to the Jian family with me, we are your real family, we would never hurt you."
The little girl in front of her lowered her head and let out a soft chuckle.
Yin Ci frowned, sensing an ominous feeling.
Sure enough, Fang Yu fired back with several soul-piercing questions, "Family? Where were you all when I was close to death? I'm clearly doing well now, but it was you who insisted on separating me from my dad, isn't that a form of hurt?"
Clearly, she and Fang Heming were the real family.
"Yu, how could you think like that?" Yin Ci sighed softly, feeling somewhat helpless.
Fang Yu wiped away a tear and steadied her breathing before asking, "Are you sure you don't want to take me back just to alleviate your own feelings of guilt?"
Yin Ci was rooted to the spot.