Fang Zhi chuckled under his breath, extending his hand to pinch her cheek.
Lin Shu was really cute when she was drunk—so cute that he wanted her to become his completely.
The intoxicated Lin Shu completely missed the danger lurking in Fang Zhi's eyes at that moment.
By the time they reached her doorstep, Lin Shu had fallen asleep in the car. Helpless, Fang Zhi had to scoop her up and princess carry her all the way back home, and he only released her when he had laid her down on the bed in her bedroom.
Lin Shu lay on the bed, mumbling something incoherently.
Fang Zhi bent over to listen more carefully.
"I'm done. I want to cut off all ties as father and daughter," Lin Shu said.
Her words were firm and decisive.
Fang Zhi's heart softened, and his eyes also lost their usual coldness.
He carefully tucked Lin Shu in, gently leaving a kiss on her forehead.
Before leaving the room, Fang Zhi said, "Okay," but it was unclear as to whom he was saying it.
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