Upon hearing Ji Huaishen's words, Mu Xiaocheng's eyes widened in surprise: "Really?"

Seeing that she seemed to have returned to normal, her eyes regained their sparkle.

Ji Huaishen then released her.

Then, she gave a faint reply: "Mm."

Mu Xiaocheng excitedly tugged at his clothes and asked, "What clue?"

Ji Huaishen lowered his eyes, staring at her hand tugging at his clothes, a smile playing on his lips.

“My people found out that your mother loved to paint, and the signature she used on her paintings looks very similar to someone else’s.”

"That person was Tingyi."

When Ji Huaishen uttered the last two words, Mu Xiaocheng was completely stunned.

"You mean, my father might be Tingyi? But just based on a signature, wouldn't that be...?"

"It's not just about signing your name."

Ji Huaishen interrupted her and patiently asked, "Do you know who Lou Quzheng is?"

Mu Xiaocheng shook her head, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously, "Stop being so mysterious, just tell me."

Ji Huaishen gently patted her head, his eyes filled with a smile.

Mu Xiaocheng realized what was happening, reluctantly let go, and immediately became obedient.

Ji Huaishen stopped being mysterious and said truthfully, "Lou Quzheng is an important figure on the border, a well-known arms dealer. His sister is Tingyi's current wife."

Mu Xiaocheng lowered her eyes, her expression unreadable.

"Yes, the woman we met at the charity gala last time, right?"

Tingyi's wife.

It turned out that her father had indeed betrayed her mother.

He married another woman and lived a carefree and happy life.

Ji Huai nodded deeply.

“That woman’s name is Lou Qinxue. I’ve already confirmed this with Lou Quzheng. Tingyi is your father. Although he and Lou Qinxue are married, they haven’t registered their marriage.”

He told her everything he had found out over the years, without missing a single detail.

"They didn't get a marriage certificate?"

Mu Xiaocheng was even more confused.

Why?

Ji Huaishen nodded and said in a flat tone, "As far as I know, Tingyi is just an alias of his. Your father may have lost his memory, or rather, he may have already changed his identity and become a completely different person."

Amnesia?!

To become a different person?

What exactly happened more than 20 years ago?

Seeing her bewildered expression, Ji Huaishen suddenly grasped her slightly cool hand and wrapped it tightly around his.

He looked at her intently with his deep, dark eyes.

"We don't know what happened more than 20 years ago."

"However, if we want to continue the investigation, there will be dangers, and these threats are beyond my control."

"So, should we continue the investigation?"

He respected her decision.

He would accompany her on her investigations, even if the journey was fraught with difficulties and thorns.

If she doesn't want to investigate...

No, he knows her.

She's just a silly girl.

Stubborn and obstinate.

Mu Xiaocheng listened to his words, raised her eyes, looked into his eyes, and her gaze was firm.

“You know, my only obsession over the years has been to find my father. Now that I have a lead, I will not give up halfway.”

Ji Huaishen pursed his thin lips, his eyes flashing: "Is it really that important?"

Mu Xiaocheng lowered her head and smiled.

"I've asked myself that question before."

"Does finding him really matter?"

"When I think of my mother falling to her death in a pool of blood, and when I think of those countless nights when she was mentally unstable, locked me in a dark room, and beat and scolded me, I hate my father."