Tang Anzhi looked at her with contempt before turning her head to face Wen Qiming.
This so-called father, who played the role of her father, had never fulfilled a single day of paternal duty.
If possible, she wished to have nothing to do with him for the rest of her life.
Of course, if one day he fell into misfortune, she would, on account of the blood they shared, ensure he had a peaceful second half of his life.
After all, she was not a beast...
She pushed her thoughts aside and said coldly to him, "Please take this person away. She really makes me nauseous. And please, stop visiting in the future."
Wen Qiming's face looked terrible as he stared deeply at his daughter, her features so similar yet even more striking than her mother's, giving him a sense of déjà vu...
"Husband, I really did not harm Xiaozhi. I don't know why she would say this..." Bai Yansing's faint voice rang out again,
breaking Wen Qiming's reverie.
