"Dad…" Song Chenxi cried out in shock, a flash of fear in her eyes.
She had grown accustomed to Song Yuanhuan's gentle temperament at home. This man, whom she remembered as tall and handsome with a sense of responsibility, never raised his voice at home. He might occasionally discipline his two brothers, but he never showed anger towards her. Even if she acted willfully, made mistakes, or was mischievous and upset Xu Xiuxiu, he could never bear to shout at her. Instead, he would use all means to coax Xu Xiuxiu. Hence, Song Chenxi never knew that her father could also have such an imposing side, even becoming fiercely intimidating when angry.
The oppressive presence unique to those in power was so overwhelming it could force one to lower their head.
"Get out, you brat, get out of my house right now," Song Yuanhuan continued, raising his hand and with a smack, he struck the mahogany coffee table again, his eyes reddening with anger.
