"You... you... you little brat, you're going to drive me to an early grave." Xin Hailong felt his legs about to give way as he pointed at Xin Xiaoxiao, too angry to speak coherently.
Seeing this, Xin Xiaoxiao pouted, unfazed, "You're my dad, of course, I don't want to drive you to your grave, but if you insist on stopping me from being with Brother Xiang, my only option is to use a method that won't have legal repercussions to remove you."
Xin Hailong: "..."
"So, you'd be better off accepting me being with him graciously."
Xin Xiaoxiao switched tactics and tried to appeal emotionally, "Look, what a wonderful thing it is for your daughter to marry her benefactor. Others will praise Xin Hailong for knowing how to repay kindness. In the future, you'll have grandchildren surrounding you, calling you grandpa. How happy that would be."
However... it was of no use at all.
