Before, Lu Beiyuan had picked up Su Nanxing a few times from work.
Whenever he saw her, he either asked if she was tired or if she was hungry.
Although today was an unusual situation, he hadn't said a word since they met, which made Su Nanxing feel somewhat guilty.
"Are you...angry?" she asked, "Please don't be, my dad he..."
Su Nanxing paused, to be honest, she didn't even want to call him "dad."
"That's just the way he is, no need to get angry over him."
Lu Beiyuan looked at her intensely, his face expressionless: "Has he ever hit you before?"
Su Nanxing couldn't help but remember the time when she spoke about getting a divorce.
Seeing her hesitate, Lu Beiyuan clenched his jaw: "Has he hit you?"
Su Nanxing shook her head: "No."
"I don't believe it!"
Su Nanxing explained, "Really, he wouldn't dare. It's just..."
"Just what?"
