Mu Jingheng could no longer hide it and shouted out loud.
Ning Zitong abruptly raised her hand to clutch her chest, feeling her heartbeat halt for a few seconds!
Mu Jingheng's eyes were bloodshot, and tears uncontrollably spilled from his eyes.
"Xinxin is our Yuan! She is our precious daughter Yuan that we lost for 18 years! Ah Tong, please don't hurt her anymore! Our Yuan has suffered enough!"
Seeing Mu Jingheng out of control and even in tears, Ning Zitong looked at him in a daze, trying hard to calm her racing heart before speaking.
"Ah Jing, she is not."
Ning Zitong spoke slowly, her gaze tight and full of resistance.
"Yan Xinxin is not! She is not Yuan! She's just using that face to deceive Chuxi and then you! Our Yuan would never do such things!"
She vehemently denied it, touched her accelerated heartbeat, and turned to sit on the sofa.
No, Yan Xinxin is absolutely not!
Mu Shaoqian quickly followed, muttering with a laugh.
