Xia Xun had been a little uneasy since that time at the Golden Hotel, but for the past three or four days, there was no movement from the man, and she gradually felt relieved.

These days, she didn't wait for Hei Hao, but she waited for Xia Hua.

Xia Hua had never appeared in front of her since that time, but this time, he invited her to his home.

Looking at the golden invitation, Xia Xun smiled sarcastically.

In the recent financial crisis, many companies have collapsed in this industry. I heard that Xia Hua's family business has also been greatly affected and is on the verge of collapse.

It seems that the situation is more terrifying than the rumors...

Xia Xun calmly said to the person who sent him that he would go, and then closed the door.

Of course she will go. Since her biological father is not Xia Hua, then who is it?

Regardless of whether she believes it or not, she still wants to understand it.

Thinking of her mother's gentle and pale face in her memory, Xia Xun's cold eyes softened. She sighed softly. Her mother never revealed that she was not Xia Hua's daughter until her death. She didn't understand it very much.

How is my biological father like my mother?

Why did you marry Xia Hua?

What about such a scumbag man...

Let’s ask Xia Hua these questions today.

After sitting in an empty room all morning and sending a text message to Yan Yu, asking him to pick up Xiao Lingzi in the afternoon, Xia Xun walked out of the house.

After giving an address to the taxi driver, Xia Xun sat in the car and held down the small pistol placed in her bra.

The cold metal pressed against her heart gave her a sense of security. When the taxi stopped at the place where she had lived for more than ten years, Xia Xun couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

The memories of more than ten years of living came back to her, and her heart suddenly felt a little softer.

Xia Hua should not treat her like this...

Xia Xun thought like this and pressed the doorbell.

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Chapter completed!