The Deadly Hitwoman: The Heiress's Special Abilities-Chapter 515: Are You My Father?

Xiao Xue looked at the group of people who were all silent, and Brother Xue Xi didn’t seem like he wanted to speak, so she very kindly explained to the older uncle, "We are here to find my father!"

With that one sentence, the crowd was struck as if by lightning, both shocked and stunned.

After all, it was obvious that Ling Xiang was here to find someone, definitely the Sect Leader.

So everyone dumbfoundedly looked at the little girl resting on Ling Xiang’s shoulder.

However, when they got a clear look at the little girl’s face, they were even more thunderstruck.

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Could it be that she really does resemble someone?

Ling Xiang didn’t bother with those idle people and carried Xiao Xue straight into Su Yu’s room.

The room’s arrangement was very simple, with one window against the other wall, allowing a view of the outside scenery.

Su Yu was sitting on the couch by the window, his head lowered, lost in thought as he stared at the chessboard on the small table. His slender fingers holding a black piece, maintaining this position, completely still.

Despite the noise outside, it didn’t move him in the slightest, as if this world had nothing to do with him. He sat there like a soulless statue.

He didn’t even lift his head to glance as Ling Xiang entered.

Ling Xiang stopped some distance away, placing Xiao Xue on the ground.

The little girl, a bit puzzled, looked at Ling Xiang, then at Su Yu with his head lowered.

She hopped over, climbed onto the couch where Su Yu was sitting, climbed to the opposite side of the small table, then leaned half her body onto the chessboard, raising her little head to carefully and earnestly look at Su Yu’s face.

It really was very similar!

The little girl felt amazed and a bit incredulous. She stared at him for a good while, then cautiously extended her chubby hand, using her plump finger to poke Su Yu’s strikingly beautiful face.

Upon feeling the warm temperature of his face, she jerked back as if shocked.

Her eyes widened, and in disbelief, she said to Ling Xiang standing not far away, "Brother Xue Xi, look, he really does look a lot like me!"

Ling Xiang nodded at her.

Receiving confirmation, the little girl turned her head to look at Su Yu again. Feeling that she hadn’t looked closely enough, she moved her little body, sitting entirely on the chessboard, tilting her little face up, closely observing Su Yu. After a long while, she softly asked, "Could you be my father? If I had a father, he should look just like you."

Suddenly, Su Yu sitting across from her slightly moved, his vacant gaze suddenly gaining focus, settling on Xiao Xue’s face so close by, looking at her for a long time, a slight curve tugging up the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you?" he softly asked.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to disturb the little spirit before him, light as the cotton candy Xiao Xue loved, melting with the lightest lick.

She responded sweetly, "I’m Xiao Xue, are you my father? Do you still remember me? I think you should be my father because when I look at you, I feel so familiar, so very familiar, don’t you think we, you, all of us really look alike?"

Su Yu’s lips moved slightly, a faint smile appeared. He didn’t answer her, but his gaze was gentle, his eyes tender like a gentle light that could melt a person.