Bai Xianyue didn't know how to face such a cruel fact.
She felt that her mother didn't know that Xia Pengpeng was her biological daughter.
However, it wasn't so certain with her father. She couldn't foresee her father's thoughts. From childhood, she had always feared Bai Chongzhou and had never enjoyed the kind of treatment others had.
She envied the dads of other families, who could carry or hug their kids; she never had that kind of treatment.
She had always thought it was because of her father's identity, holding him in awe and reverence, never daring to be coquettish—only daring in front of her mother.
But last time, her father looked at Xia Pengpeng with a different gaze.
Even when looking at Xia Pengpeng and Mu Xingye's child, the one called Baby Mu, it was different.
Her father had never looked at her with that kind of gaze.
Not even once.
Bai Xianyue felt even more afraid.
If one day Xia Pengpeng returned to the Bai family, what status would she have left?
