When Xia An'an emerged from the restroom, she saw Xia Zhenghong waiting for her in the hallway. She concealed the unwilling expression on her face and approached him obediently: "Dad."
"In the future, don't mention things that shouldn't be mentioned," Xia Zhenghong said sternly. "Regarding your sister's marriage, you are not allowed to do anything destructive until I have spoken."
"Dad…" Xia An'an bit her lip, her voice filled with grievance: "I didn't do anything destructive. I really didn't mean to. You can't wrong me like this. Just because I'm with Junhan, do they really see me as a malicious woman now?"
Xia Zhenghong glanced at her, sighing, "I know you're not happy with it, but I won't allow you to ruin this marriage."
