Unexpectedly, Wang Xia had been hiding it from him all along, while Hairong always considered him his only father.
No wonder he had such hostility towards An Ran when they first met.
It was his carelessness that prevented him from noticing Hairong's feelings towards him; he feels guilty towards his fallen comrade.
"Hairong, your father was called Haigang. He was a martyr, a hero to us."
Mu Xingfeng stepped forward and solemnly said as he touched Hairong's little head.
"Xingfeng, how can you be so cruel?"
Wang Xia didn't expect Mu Xingfeng to say this too. She had sought Mu Xingfeng's help, hoping he would console her son in his deep sorrow, not affirm this outcome.
