The Dogged Fighting Spirit of That B*tch
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
If Zhang Suya had not shot herself in the foot and angered Mrs. Yue today, he would not have known anything until the day he died. He would have been supporting someone else's child until his dying day, supporting a paramour.
Helan Mingde had believed Zhang Suya wholeheartedly then. Now he hated her—he hated her so much that he wanted to kill her in the cruelest way possible. He had been played by this b*tch for thirty years—thirty years!
With all the anger and hatred in him, Helan Mingde was beginning to think that Helan Xiuse did not resemble him at all when he looked at her. The more he looked, the more he thought she did not resemble him—the more he felt that this was definitely not his daughter. She was a baseborn child!
Helan Xiuse saw Helan Mingde's vicious eyes and felt as though he would murder her in the very next second.