"She doesn't need it," said Tong Ruoxin directly.
"I know she doesn't need it. She has Ye Che, and maybe she doesn't care at all about my small estate," Michelle said, giving a bitter smile. "But I still want to leave something for my daughter, be it a noble identity or a large inheritance, it's a small token of my affection for her."
Noble... identity...?
Tong Ruoxin shuddered abruptly: "I won't allow it, I won't allow you to recognize her, nor let you disturb her life... Michelle, stop it, you've been acting so unusual these days, even dealing with Qiao Xi for Yiyi. Although Ye Che hasn't said anything, I know he's starting to suspect something."
"What if he finds out you're Yiyi's biological father, but also killed her grandfather, how would you let Yiyi be caught in the middle?"
"We've already owed our daughter so much, let's not disturb her life any further and make things difficult for her, can we?"
