She really wasn’t calling her father! She was really his daughter!

Mr. Cheng was also stunned.

"Um, idiot?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yes, sir, the lady who was fostered by Bingzhou Taoist Temple is back," the servant woman said.

The sword in Master Cheng's hand was slowly put back on the table.

"It's her." He murmured, exhaled, thought of something again, and became nervous, "Are the Zhou family members here too?"

The servant woman was in a daze and didn't even think about who the Zhou family was, but Mrs. Cheng Er did.

The Zhou family, the natal family of my husband's first wife, before I entered the house, I was humiliated and looked at by the Zhou family as an elder. If it weren't for the help of my natal family, I would have to offer tea to a memorial tablet of the Zhou family.

Mrs. Cheng Er stopped crying and slowly clenched her hands on her knees.

It's her daughter.

The eldest daughter of the second wife of the Cheng family is back.

"What? The eldest daughter?"

Deep in the inner courtyard, Cheng Qiniang, who was lying down with her hair down, suddenly sat up.
Chapter completed!