"Uncle, there's no need to hide it from me anymore. I know that Qing'er isn't your and auntie's biological child."
"But I don't mean anything else by asking this; it's mainly because Qing'er has recently run into some trouble."
"This trouble should be related to her background, which is why I'm asking."
Chu Feng spoke.
"What trouble has Qing'er run into?"
Mr. Meng's expression changed dramatically as he blurted out.
"People from Qing'er's biological parents' family have come looking for her."
Chu Feng said.
"Ah, this day has finally come."
Mr. Meng sighed with a complex expression on his face.
He began to speak:
"Qing'er is indeed not our biological child."
Bang!!!
At that moment, a clear sound of breaking resonated.
Meng Qing'er, carrying a bowl from the kitchen, happened to hear her father's words.
The bowl fell straight from her hands onto the ground.
She looked utterly dumbstruck.
"Qing'er!!!"
Mr. Meng, seeing Meng Qing'er, couldn't help but cry out.