Wen Ci's expression was complicated.
'Honestly, she could understand it. After discovering the daughter they had raised for twenty years wasn't their own, it was understandable that they would then be cold to their actual biological daughter.'
'What she truly hated were her adoptive parents. They had swapped her out of her wealthy family so their own daughter could have a good life.'
'And then they had bullied her in every way imaginable.'
Wen Ci's eyes turned icy, her fists clenching tight. 'She was glad this was the eighties; otherwise, she would have killed her adoptive parents with her own hands.'
「The next day.」
Huo Jingyuan returned with a computer.
He had originally planned to stay in Hangzhou for two more days, but after receiving a mission from the Northwest Military Region, he decided to come back early to discuss it with Wen Ci.
