"Xiaoyu, if you insist on being with him, I'll sever our father–daughter relationship. From now on I don't have a daughter like you!"
"Then sever it! I don't care!"
Xiaoyu clenched her fists, tears streaming down. She just wanted to be with someone she liked. Those luxury goods were dispensable, she didn't care, and she hated seeing Lu work himself to death for her!
"Good… good, I, Hou Liangping, really raised a good daughter, such a good daughter!"
Hou Liangping grabbed a cup and smashed it hard on the ground.
"Tsk tsk… what a lively scene."
Right when the atmosphere was at its most awkward, a mocking voice sounded. No one knew when this bastard Su Xuan had arrived at the pavilion; he was leaning against it, cracking sunflower seeds.
"The hell, you…"
Just as Hou Liangping was about to curse, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at Su Xuan again and swallowed hard!
"Who the fuck are you? I've booked out this place. You think you can just barge in and act wild?"
