Li Fuhong didn't notice Jiao Lei's expression and the abrupt pause of her hand.
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.
"Exactly, those people only criticize me because they don't know the truth. If I get Yue Qingqing to clarify, and reveal that it was all Zhuang Rouhui's doing, wouldn't the problem be solved?"
Jiao Lei hesitated, "Yue Qingqing probably won't agree, right."
Put yourself in her shoes—
The Yue Family and Yue Qingqing had been insulted for so long, and Li Fuhong never intended to clear things up.
But now that his own interests were at stake, he immediately went to Yue Qingqing.
Thinking about it, there was no way she would agree.
Yet Li Fuhong snorted, "I'm her father, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't even have a life. Besides, I haven't wronged her in any way, it's all that woman Zhuang Rouhui's fault."
Li Fuhong's words inexplicably made Jiao Lei uncomfortable.
No father means no child's life?
