"Tianian, if you're going to torment yourself all day for Zhuo Yue, ignoring the family's feelings, then, Dad... I will let you."
He suddenly felt that this child made him feel so cold-hearted.
The daughter he raised from young, his precious darling, once grown up, her whole heart belonged to someone else.
She completely doesn't take her father into consideration.
Ye Que felt cold-hearted but helpless.
He deeply understood the meaning of the saying 'a grown daughter can't be kept at home'.
"I'm sorry, Dad!" Ye Lantian blinked her eyes, stubbornly holding back her tears.
Her small hands wrapped around Ye Que's neck, lifting her chin to kiss his cheek, sobbing, "I know Dad is very disappointed in Tianian, but I can't control myself."
"I'm sorry, Dad, I'm sorry!"
While speaking, she burst into tears again and burrowed into his arms.
