She hesitated for a moment, but decided to go see for herself whether Su Guohua was her biological father.
He was unkind to her, but as his child, she couldn't be unjust to him.
Su Ningyan hung up the driver's call, waved her hand, flagged down a taxi, and arrived at the address given by Su Chengxuan.
The house was arranged by Su Jingyu— from the look of it, it must be that Liu.
After looking around for a while, she found the place, and they lived on the second floor.
Su Ningyan was too lazy to wait for the elevator and went straight up the stairs.
Before she had left the staircase, she heard a quarrel and the smashing of objects.
Su Ningyan had a light frown on her face, it was Zhang Juan and Su Guohua's voices.
She cautiously left the staircase, only to see the front door half open, a few things smashed and scattered around, clothes hung disarrayed.
She stood at the doorway, unsure whether she should enter to mediate or just leave.
