Bai Ruyan snorted, as arrogant as ever. "What is there to say? She's my daughter. It's always the daughter who fawns over the father, never the other way around."
"If she dares to disown me as her father in front of all these people, then I'll admit she's got some real nerve!"
In his memory, Bai Su had always been a timid, meek thing who never dared to speak loudly. She was like a little mouse from the shadows, completely unpresentable.
If she was asked to introduce herself in public, she would get so nervous she'd stutter and stammer, embarrassing him.
She was nothing like his second daughter, Bai Xue, who was composed, calm, and gracefully poised—clearly an aristocratic female raised in a great family.
"Bai Ruyan," Bai Ruxin reminded him in a low voice, "I heard that when Rachel went to find her, she couldn't even bring her back to the Bai family. Are you sure?"
