Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Qin Hanyu was cold. His face, looking similar to Qin Mian, was icy.
“I would like to ask you instead—aren’t you dead? How are you alive again, or are you not Wang Santing at all?”
Wang Santing froze. Dead? What did he mean? Her head started to hurt, and a vague memory slowly crept into her consciousness. It was the memory of her final moment. She had died due to alcoholism. Years of alcoholism had destroyed her body and she had finally died.
That’s right, she’d died, but what’s happening now? Why is she alive again?
Confusion flashed across Wang Santing’s watery eyes. Actually, she didn’t know what was going on either. She just felt that she had fallen asleep, then woke up and Qin Hanyu had grown so big.
Wang Santing didn’t look like she was faking it, so Qin Hanyu somewhat believed that she didn’t know what was happening either.
Was it really by chance that she had survived, or was someone controlling everything behind the scenes?
Wang Santing quickly accepted the fact that she was alive. In fact, she wanted to live more than anyone else. With that thought, she looked at Qin Hanyu anxiously, asking, “Xiao Yu, where is your father? Where is he? What about your younger sister? How is your younger sister doing?”
Qin Hanyu and Qin Mian looked alike, and even if Qin Hanyu’s mother was the person she hated the most, she didn’t hate Qin Hanyu. She even imagined that she was his mother.
Right now, she really wanted to know whether her own daughter was doing fine. She had “died” for so many years, so that little doll should be a graceful young lady by now.
Qin Hanyu sneered, “Who are you talking about? Qin Jiaojiao, who isn’t blood-related to the Qin family at all? The fraud that you swapped?”
Wang Santing’s eyes froze, panic apparent in them. “What are you talking about? Swapped? You guys are thinking too much. I’m obviously asking about my own daughter, Qin Yi, not Qin Jiaojiao.”
Wang Santing scolded herself in her heart. She was truly too rash, but what was Qin Hanyu talking about? Could it be that the incident had been exposed? But that should not happen. It was a complete secret, and nobody knew about it other than her mother.
Qin Hanyu’s cold aura was oppressive.
“You still dare to bring up Baobao’s name, huh? Who are you to do that? It is all because of you that our family has fallen apart. You have let Baobao down. Tsk, you want to know about Qin Jiaojiao? Let me tell you, then. She’s dead. You wanted your own daughter to live a good life so badly but she’s dead now.”
Wang Santing was filled with disbelief. “Impossible! You’re lying! Why would Jiaojiao be dead? She’s your younger sister.”
“Impossible? Qin Jiaojiao is really dead, and I was the one who killed her. Do you want me to go into detail?” Qin Yi heard what Wang Santing said, revealing an evil smile on her face as she stabbed Wang Santing’s heart with every word she spoke.
Wang Santing turned towards the direction the voice came from, the youth looking dashing under the sun, but her phoenix eyes were extremely icy and there was hatred present there.
“You’re Xiao Mo? No, no, Xiao Mo isn’t so young. Who are you?”
This youth looked quite similar to Big brother Mian but she seemed a little young and wasn’t Big brother Mian’s second son, Qin Hanmo.
Qin Yi laughed, her brilliant smile dazzling while her eyes turned colder.
“Who am I? My dear mother, how could you forget me so quickly? I am your most hated daughter, Qin Yi. The one you treated like an animal since she was little. Why? You don’t remember me anymore?”