Wu Guizhen heard the sarcasm in Wu Yaohua's words and noticed the disdainful expression on his face.
She didn't understand why her father would speak to his own daughter with such a harsh tone.
Was it just because she defied him, making him unhappy, so he resorted to ridicule?
Wu Guizhen suddenly recalled her time teaching at a primary school in Longcheng.
The fathers of those female teachers in the office would visit their daughters with smiles full of affection.
Thinking of this, coupled with her inability to reach Su Ming by phone,
a wave of grievance surged in her heart, instantly making Wu Guizhen bite her lips tightly, her eyes misty.
She immediately ran into the bedroom, threw herself onto the bed, and cried out loud with her head buried under the quilt.
"Oh dear, say less, can't you see our daughter is upset?"
Li Sufen, looking displeased, spoke to Wu Yaohua.
She then went straight to the door of Wu Guizhen's bedroom, knocked on it worriedly:
