"Mengmeng, what kind of behavior is this? You just promised me you'd behave, and immediately you've embarrassed your father," Father Zhao said with a stern face, glaring at his daughter.
It was bad enough with Chenyang alone, but now she was being uncooperative in front of his girlfriend as well.
"Dad, I'm hungry. You know I threw up at noon and didn't eat anything after that. Besides, is Pei Chenyang more important than your daughter?" Zhao Mengmeng rolled her eyes and retorted.
She felt choked up around Pei Chenyang. Seeing him with Lin Miaoyu only made her more nauseous.
Why should she be polite to them?
She could be polite to anyone, but not to them.
Who do they think they are, anyway?
"How can you speak like that? Is that the way to talk?" Father Zhao reprimanded.
But looking at his daughter's petite face, he couldn't help but feel pity and spared her further scolding.
"Still, you must not do this again, or your dad won't be polite with you."
