"Jiajia, you're an adult now. Zhihe is pregnant, so can't you be a little more considerate? Don't be so willful anymore, understand?"
Cao Daqiang said, then picked up his tea and took a sip, his gaze avoiding his daughter.
"A spoiled Miss like her is more than I can handle. Just seeing her makes my chest hurt. Why don't we have her move out for a while? We can talk about it again after I have the baby."
Yuan Zhihe leaned on Cao Daqiang's shoulder and immediately suggested driving her out.
Cao Jiajia's mind went blank. She shot her head up. "Dad, I've really changed! Please, don't kick me out…"
"Jiajia, how about you go stay at your grandmother's for a few months? You can come back after the baby is born."
Cao Daqiang actually agreed. Just as he had discarded Ling Xueshan all those years ago, he now casually cast his own daughter aside.
