"I am your father, and you ask me where I stand?"
Ye Zhen Xiong's lips trembled violently with anger; he didn't take the slap he had mustered all his strength for seriously at all. "Ye Nuanxi, I warn you, if you dare lay a hand on your sister again, it won't be just a slap anymore!"
"Of course, you've always thought that giving me a slap is being merciful. You like to sell off your own daughter for money to support your mistress!"
Indeed, a slap as a punishment was far too lenient for her. The moment he acted, he sold her to Long Yutian for money to start a business for Ye Qianqian, caused the death of his own son, and then left all the property to his mistress!
"Ye Zhen Xiong, do you know?"
