The middle-aged man froze, staring at Ye Wen Ni in astonishment. He probably never expected that this adopted daughter of his—stubborn since childhood but generally obedient—would dare to speak to him with such an attitude. Hate flared in his heart. 'If not for the Second Prince's instructions... you wretched girl... did you really think you could escape my grasp? Tsk tsk... to think you're still a virgin... Hmph, I guess that brat got lucky!'
"Although you're not my biological daughter, you've always been the one I admired most!" the middle-aged man said. "But the way you are now disappoints me greatly."
"Is that so." Ye Wen Ni finally calmed down, because she knew he was here too! She raised her head, bravely meeting the gaze of the middle-aged man she had never dared to look straight at before. She said faintly, "You said those same words to Sister Xiangcao over a decade ago, didn't you... My... respected... father. I owe you nothing."
