"I'm really busy. I don't have time to argue with you about this..."
Cao Daqiang's face was ashen, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he kept trying to argue his way out.
As he spoke, he gave Zhang Yunhua a hard shove.
Everyone present froze at the sight.
She had stumbled right into Ling Anxun, who had just come through the courtyard gate.
His right arm was resting on the armrest, and his left hand slowly brought the wheelchair to a stop.
"You... are Cao Jiajia's father?"
Ling Anxun's voice was heavy.
"Then Shanshan... is she your daughter, too?"
He had heard everything.
He hadn't missed a single word since the moment Cao Daqiang walked in.
And the most jarring thing had been the finality in Shanshan's voice when she cried out, "Bad dad."
Cao Daqiang's mind went blank. He couldn't say a single word.
Zhang Yunhua didn't care whether he answered or not. She blurted out the whole story from beginning to end in one breath.
