His Little Ningning used to adore her father the most. At 11 years old, she would still climb onto his broad neck any chance she got, always enjoying being lifted high into the air.
Every time she did something wrong or received bad grades on exams, she would seek out her father to team up against her mother.
Whenever there was something tasty, her father was always the first one to get it; her mother invariably came in second.
But it was all his fault, for he had utterly angered his daughter.
Now, the way his daughter looked at him no longer held any admiration, only disgust. Gone was the affection, replaced solely by hatred.
How he wished he could immediately win back his daughter's affection, but no matter what he did, it was no longer possible.
The one thing he should never have done was to abandon Yujie.
If he could do things over again, he would certainly control himself, never again commit infidelity.
But such is life; not everything offers a second chance.
