"Miss."

When night fell, Hanshuang knocked on Hanxing's door and stood outside the door with a complicated expression, looking at Hanxing quietly.

"Hanshuang." Han Xing's voice was slightly deep, and she looked thoughtfully at the man holding her favorite sunshine grape in his hand.

"Can I go in?" Hanshuang said.

Hanxing knew that the man had something to say, so he nodded slightly, and then made way for Hanshuang to come in.

The two of them sat on the small balcony of the room, watching the moonlight fall on the person's body, and the delicate and sculpture-like facial features were filled with a gentle light.

For a moment, they seemed to have become another person.

Han Xing took a deep breath and picked up a grape slowly, "Sometimes you can't just take things at face value, right?"

"Yes...but I think Miss, no matter what the truth is, you should ask yourself first, are you happy when you are with all of us?" Hanshuang asked.

He understands Han Xing and knows that Han Xing already has doubts.

Since it’s not easy to lie anymore, you should just make it clear, right?

No matter what Han Xing thinks, they can no longer hide it, otherwise the day she finds out the truth will be the day when they all separate from Han Xing.

Han Xing was stunned for a moment, with mixed emotions at the moment.

Hanshuang's answer had already given her the answer, which meant that all of her guesses were probably true.

She is not the real Han Xing.

"Hanshuang, can you tell me where the real Hanxing is?" Hanxing looked at Hanshuang.

If she is not Han Ye's biological daughter and she is just a substitute, then Han Ye's real daughter must have a provenance?

There's no way that Han Xing just appeared out of thin air, right?

Hanshuang sighed softly, looked at Hanxing sadly, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Miss, if I tell you, there has never been a real Hanxing...

You are the only one, the treasure of all of us, and the most beloved daughter of the family master, what do you think?"

There was never a real cold star?

She is Han Ye's most beloved daughter?

Han Xing seems to understand something, but doesn't seem to understand anything?

She frowned and raised her head silently.

The night sky at this moment is very beautiful, with stars surrounding the moon, looming, all in gentle colors.

There is absolutely no sense of desolation that ordinary people call it.

Han Xing's mood was a little complicated. She looked at Hanshuang and said, "What do you mean... I am not my father's daughter, but he loves me as his only daughter?"

Hanshuang nodded, "The Patriarch's love for you is not fake. He really cares about you as his daughter. I hope you will never misunderstand the Patriarch's feelings, let alone doubt us."

As he said that, Hanshuang clenched his hand into a fist, put it against his chin, coughed slightly, and then said: "Maybe you won't believe it.

This is indeed unbelievable, but for the head of the family and us, you are indeed an unusual existence. In our eyes, you are the most beautiful scenery in this life."

There is no blood relationship, but Han Ye loves her so much?

Han Xing had to admit that she was really shocked.

But all the past events came back to her mind. No one in the Han family showed false love to her, everyone loved her seriously.

"The head of the family is just afraid of losing you, so he never tells you the truth. Can you understand the mood of a father?" Hanshuang asked again.

Do you understand?
Chapter completed!