Mo Ang's triumphant smile froze instantly, and he frowned, saying, "Uncle, I don't quite understand what you mean. An Ning and I get along just fine."
An Jiancheng impatiently said, "Even if you two get along well, it's not okay. I don't agree with my daughter finding someone else."
"Are you asking her to be widowed forever?" Mo Ang asked, feeling genuinely sorry for this decision.
"Yes." An Jiancheng said firmly.
"Isn't that a bit cruel to your own daughter? How old is she? As her father, have you considered your daughter's happiness?"
"Even if I, as her father, haven't considered it, it's none of your business, outsider. You should leave now; there's no place for you here."
An Ning unhappily called out, "Dad, he's my friend and also a shareholder in our company. You can't treat him like this."
Alright, she was quite an unambitious woman; whenever her husband was treated unfairly, she would get upset and feel awkward inside.
