Yun Zheng was quite troubled.
He couldn't understand how he ended up with such a foolish daughter. His words were filled with blame, but his tone had softened significantly. Aside from disdain and helplessness, there was little anger left.
Seeing this, Yun Wanyao's tense nerves relaxed, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
No one knows a father better than his daughter. At times, she understood Yun Zheng quite well. Seeing his demeanor now, she knew she had successfully muddled through and avoided punishment.
Indeed, as long as she acted cluelessly foolish, her father could only helplessly disdain her for being too dimwitted and wouldn't blame her for her mistakes any longer.
After all, fools are easily deceived, and making mistakes is inevitable. She, too, was a victim of deceit.
In this way, even if her father laid blame, he would only blame Yun Wanye, not stay angry with her.
