Xie Liancheng looked at her fearless face, "You're not afraid of my revenge at all now, knowing that sooner or later I will find you. Either you, or your corpse."
Xia Meng hid for so many years and only now revealed her whereabouts for him to find, it can only be because her health has deteriorated.
Birth, aging, illness, and death are things no one can escape.
"Infected with HIV?"
Xia Meng shrugged and said indifferently, "You've already figured it all out, so I have nothing to say."
Xie Liancheng's expression turned disdainful.
In a cold voice, he said, "Using your own illness to exploit your own daughter, such a thing, only you could do."
"What do you want to say?" Xia Meng raised an eyebrow at him, "Your own daughter, so what? Oh, I remember. Ye Jing gave you a daughter. Tsk tsk, the heavens have been kind to you."
