After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

I saw panic on my dad's and Li Yaqin's faces. My head was buzzing, and a feeling of dizziness washed over me.

But I quickly regained my balance and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Before my dad could answer, I continued, "You knew her daughter conspired with others to kidnap me, and you found her a new place to live, fine, but why is she at the company now? What exactly is your relationship with her!"

My mind kept replaying what Song Chenhao had said. Could it be that Bian Jiahui really was my father's illegitimate daughter?

But my dad and mom are clearly so loving, can their relationship really be faked?

A surge of anger and indignation welled up inside me.

My dad straightened up, his expression growing increasingly serious. He turned to me and snapped, "Are you questioning me, or are you doubting me?"

He took a deep breath and adopted his usual demeanor to lecture me, "You're always chasing after that guy surnamed Song, your mind is full of lovey-dovey things. You should grow up. Stop thinking nonsense all the time. I'm your father, your elder. Now you're questioning me in front of outsiders. I think your mother has spoiled you more and more.

Hearing this, I calmed down a bit and turned to see Ge Zeyu and Assistant Ma.

Assistant Ma quickly gestured to Ge Zeyu, suggesting that he go to the lounge to rest for a while.

Ge Zeyu stood there, frowned and glanced at me, then said to my father, "Uncle Jiang, this should have been your family matter, and I shouldn't have interfered. But this kidnapping has also endangered me, and Wanwan is my fiancée, so I thought I'd stay and bother you."

My dad's expression froze instantly. He always cared about his reputation, but he couldn't refute Ge Zeyu's words for the moment.

"It's all a misunderstanding. Wanwan is just too spoiled, and girls tend to overthink things."

I looked at Li Yaqin, who kept her head down the whole time, and observed her closely. I noticed that although her hands were rough, her face was well-maintained.

She wasn't as gentle and beautiful as my mother, but she had a kind of delicate charm. When she stood there with her head down, she looked somewhat pitiful, just like her daughter.

I clenched my fists involuntarily, my mind becoming increasingly chaotic. I forced myself to calm down, looked at my dad, and tried to speak as calmly as possible.

"Dad, your relationship with Mom over the years has been praised by everyone. You two are a loving couple and are a model for the business world."

"Don't blame me for overthinking. You've been taking extra care of Li Yaqin and her daughter. You said it was for your reputation, but didn't you consider that if outsiders saw this scene today and misunderstood you and Li Yaqin, wouldn't all your years of friendship with my mother become a joke, and your good reputation be ruined!"

In the business world, a strained relationship between husband and wife can easily negatively impact a company's business.

After all, marital discord can lead to divorce, and if the shares are split up, a powerful company can instantly become a third-rate small company. External shareholders will also take this into consideration.

My dad glanced at Ge Zeyu, then stared intently at me, and I stubbornly looked back.

After a few seconds of this standoff, he finally spoke with a stern face, “She came today to plead for her daughter. Jia Hui’s father once saved my life, and it was because of me that he lost his life. I promised him that I would take good care of his wife and daughter.”

My dad said these things happened quite a while ago, and he originally didn't want to talk about them.

Although much of this matter has passed, he cannot forget this kindness, so he has always taken special care of Li Yaqin and her daughter.

Hearing this, I was puzzled. Why had I never heard my dad mention this before, and my mom had never brought it up either?

"Dad, have you told Mom about this? Why didn't you tell her?" My mom has always been a well-bred young lady with a gentle personality. If she knew the truth, she would definitely agree with my dad's actions.

But my dad has never mentioned this, which makes me really suspicious.

My dad glared at me, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. "This is a matter between your mother and me, a child like you shouldn't meddle. There was no need for us not to speak up before, but we're bringing it up now because you're always overthinking things and don't know any manners when you question your elders."

I remained silent, still pondering in my mind.

My dad turned to Li Yaqin and said, "I need to think about what you said. You should go back now!"

Li Yaqin turned and left without saying anything. I watched her back as she walked to the door, then suddenly stopped, gave my father a mournful look, and then quickly left.

Ge Zeyu also made an excuse to leave, leaving only my father and me in the office. He sat on the sofa and lectured me, saying that I, as a junior, did not know etiquette and that I doubted my father, which was too rebellious and unfilial.

“I’ve let your usual antics go unpunished, but Jia Hui’s father once saved my life. You already know the truth about what happened today. I want you to write a letter of forgiveness to forgive Jia Hui.”

Hearing this, I immediately looked up and met my dad's eyes. He glanced at me and then scolded me, "What kind of look is that? Do you think I'm lying to you? Do you know that making wild guesses like this not only hurts others but also makes your mom overthink and feel sad?"

I stared intently at him, trying to see through my father's face and understand what was going on in his heart. I spoke with a hidden meaning in my words.

“Dad, you’re right. No one should try to upset Mom. You and Mom have been a model couple for so many years. Even if you want to repay our kindness, you have to be careful. Luckily, I was the one who saw it today. If someone else had seen it, I’m afraid there would have been even more misunderstandings.”

Seeing my father's face grow increasingly grim, I didn't stop. Instead, I continued to probe, "You've always looked down on me and praised Bian Jiahui highly. Even now, you're still thinking about getting me to write a letter of forgiveness."

"Those who know her know that her father once saved your life, but those who don't might think she's your daughter too."

I had barely finished speaking when, with a loud crash, the cup in my dad's hand came crashing down right next to my feet. Hot water and shards of glass splashed everywhere, and a sharp pain shot through my calf.

My dad stood up and glared at me angrily. "What nonsense are you spouting! Do you even respect me as your father?!"

Ge Zeyu, who was outside the door, seemed to have heard the commotion inside. He quickly pushed the door open and came in, his gaze fixed on me.

He grabbed my wrist, looked at the bruises on my calf, and frowned, saying, "How could you be so clumsy? How could you get hurt like that? Don't you know how to dodge?"

"Uncle Jiang, Wanwan's leg is cut." He looked up at my dad and said, his expression even colder than my dad's.