"Rongrong, why are you calling me that? You should call me your father or dad." Leng Guantong's words carried a hint of blame.
Leng Rongrong was speechless.
Father? Dad?
He was someone who had never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father and never spent a single cent on her. Leng Guantong even wanted to snatch her mother's house away. Did he actually want her to call him father?
The last time they had met, Leng Guantong had not been so polite to her. He had been protecting Leng Qingqing with all his heart.
"Leng Guantong, are you terminally ill?" Leng Rongrong asked seriously after a moment of hesitation.
On the other end of the line, Leng Guantong was coughing so hard that he almost spat his lungs out.
He had to use a lot of strength to suppress the anger in his chest. Then, Leng Guantong forced a smile and asked, "Rongrong, why would you say that?"
