Nangong Lengyu looked at him as her tears rolled down silently. In a trembling voice, she questioned, "What do you want? Exactly what do you want to do? What right do you have to make decisions for me time and time again? What right do you have to look for her?"
"She's your daughter. Why don't I have the right to look for her? She has half the bloodline of my Nangong Family in her. Why can't I go find her?" Nangong Lun's voice was very calm, but his grip on his chopsticks suddenly tightened.
"Why are you still like this at this point in time?" Nangong Lengyu suddenly broke down. Her body could not help but tremble. She looked at the person in front of her in anger and despair. "Have you never felt the slightest regret for what had happened back then?"
How could he say such a thing so matter-of-factly? Did he not feel guilty or feel sorry for her at all?
