Sang Qianqian had never expected that Sang Pengcheng's intention when he said that he wanted to go home was this.
She tried to explain on Shen Hanyu's behalf. "Dad, you've misunderstood Hanyu. He's not that kind of person."
"Silly girl, you're still speaking up for him at this point?"
Sang Pengcheng sighed helplessly. "Xie Shi'an still knows to visit you every now and then. Shen Hanyu isn't even as good as Xie Shi'an. So how can I trust him?"
Sang Qianqian was speechless. It seemed that her father's prejudice against Shen Hanyu was not ordinary.
"Dad, are you planning to let us all stay in Yuecheng in the future?"
Sang Minglang said jokingly, "Aren't you a little too overbearing?"
"It's overbearing to leave you in the capital. I let you do whatever you want and you almost lost your lives."
Sang Pengcheng actually had a lot of opinions about Sang Minglang, but he had been holding it in.
