"Since you're here, take a seat," Fu Hengyi said stiffly.
Bai Junnan sat down, and Fu Hengyi's gaze landed directly on him, cool and indifferent but carrying immense pressure.
"How did you get to know my daughter Shuyi?" Fu Hengyi asked.
"Daddy, didn't I already tell you about this?" Fu Shuyi spoke up discontentedly.
What was her father doing asking questions he already knew the answers to?
Fu Hengyi glanced at his daughter, "I wasn't asking you."
Fu Shuyi sat next to her father, with no intention to leave. She had already made up her mind that if her father were to give Brother Jun Nan a hard time, she would step in to support him promptly.
Of course, Fu Hengyi could see her little tactics and felt even more bitter in his heart. He thought, what's the use of raising a daughter who's heart is so biased?
