Seeing Tang Yaxuan's pitiful, tear-streaked face, Wu Xiaowen couldn't help but chide him, "Qingyun, how can you treat a child this way? You usually dote on our daughter even more than I do. More than a decade of father-daughter affection can't just be erased!"
"A marriage of over a decade is over. What's a fake father-daughter relationship of over a decade?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Tang Qingyun's face. "I used to listen to you, consider your feelings, and was too soft-hearted myself. That's how I was deceived by this child. The longer I stayed in Gongdao Village and the more I learned, the more I wanted to kill myself! How stupid, how much of an asshole must I be, to be played like a fiddle by that family? And it was the parents and daughter working together, setting a blatant trap for me to walk right into! My own flesh and blood was being trodden underfoot by them, while I was still doting on this manipulative, fake daughter, loving her and spoiling her to the heavens!"
