The surrounding students came and went. They could not help but secretly look at the daughter and father every time they passed.
Shi Yaorong's face was ashen. He long endured it.
"Ignore?" Shi Qian sneered. Her tone carried a hint of mockery.
He had neglected her since she was young and did not have a good face. How would he call that neglect?
She had learned something.
Shi Yaorong could not keep his face up. He faced Shi Qian's mockery,
He paused for a moment before he changed the topic. "I know you hate me. But Shi Qian, many things are up to you. Think about your temper and the things you've done…"
Shi Yaorong looked at Shi Qian's gloomy expression. He realized he had said something wrong and immediately stopped.
He was a little chauvinistic, to begin with. He badly treated Shi Qian, and he got used to it. He could not utterly lower himself to please her.
