With that said, Qiu Baihong pushed the door open and left, leaving Eighth Qiu standing in his spot. His lips were trembling as though he wanted to say something, but he was at a loss for words.
Fangzheng sighed when he saw this. Eighth Qiu was ultimately a socially-inept person. If Qiu Baihong really didn't care for the family, she could have gotten married without even informing him. Since she had come to him, it meant that she wanted something from the family, such as its blessings…
Unfortunately, Eighth Qiu hadn't said anything. Fangzheng could even imagine that at the instant Qiu Baihong turned around, the hope in her eyes had gradually turned ice-cold with her every step, eventually turning into endless anger. Eighth Qiu had lost the chance to mend their father-daughter relationship.
