"Dad, when did you arrive?"
She asked, a bit uneasy and slightly nervous.
Mu Jingheng glanced at her indifferently and then smiled with some relief.
"I heard every word Yuan used to encourage Shaoqian at the start."
He said as he stepped in.
"Yuan, you're very kind to your brother. He needs encouragement now more than ever, so you should spend more time with him."
Upon hearing this, Mu Qianshui was quite surprised.
Could it be that Mu Jingheng already believes I'm his daughter, Mu Qianyuan?
Otherwise, why would he speak like this?
"Dad!"
Mu Shaoqian rushed in front of Mu Jingheng, gripping his arm, his face tense.
"Dad, I don't want to die yet, you have to save me!"
He had to face this reality, but at this moment, he also felt the fear of death.
Mu Jingheng looked at him and frowned helplessly.
