She shifted uncomfortably on her seat as she stared at him, opening her mouth to ask, "dad, why are you staring at me that way?"
"This invitation is for you, care to tell me if you know anything about it," her father questioned, narrowing his gaze at her.
Tang Mei frowned. She wondered why her dad did not seem to trust her that much.
But she had forgotten that this was caused by her own self. Her actions had always caused her father to think otherwise.
"I do not know anything about it," she denied.
Of course, she knew what Invitation that was. It was sent by Wu Tang, but it was best to act clueless. Her father was smart, and any slip-up from her, he would notice immediately.
"Are you sure about that?" He asked with squinted eyes.
