Smoke was practically fuming from Xin Liao's rage.
"I'm your father, and this is how you wish ill on me."
Mù Qiānxún snorted coldly, "I wonder who really doesn't want to see the other succeed! I inherit strong genes, and the more ruthless you are to me, the more ruthless I can be to you. Dad, let me warn you, if you and your wife and your daughter still have the audacity to plot against my mom. I still have the audio version of the video circulating online. I wonder how the Ou Family would feel when they learn that you were willing to put your own daughter in another man's bed just for a business deal, I'm quite curious if they still want to be inlaws with you?"
With a "click", the line was cut off.
Mù Qiānxún could imagine Xin Liao banging his chest and stamping his feet in anger on the other side of the line.
She felt a wave of satisfaction.
Having such a father, she felt very desperate!
