"Lanlan, we are father and daughter. No matter how despicable you are, you are still my daughter." Han Guosheng said this almost through gritted teeth, but he still had to put on a look of disappointment and resentment. After all, he was not an actor, and his expression was not well controlled, so it looked a bit ferocious.
"Really? I was worried that I would embarrass you if I went back." Le Yao said gratefully. "After all, you four are such a happy family. If I went back, I would feel out of place. But now that you say that, I feel relieved."
Han Guosheng frowned.
"Besides, I spoke with that lawyer Dai on the phone yesterday, and he sent me all of my mother's asset details. The villa in Xishan is still part of my mother's dowry, and Lawyer Dai said it's also my property." Le Yao said innocently, "In other words, you're all living in my house now."
She, Le Yao, is not like Han Binglan. What's more important to that scoundrel Nangong Jue than money? What's more important to a relative like Han Guosheng than money?
Trying to touch her shares is not only impossible, it's impossible; she even has to collect interest.
Han Guosheng's lips twitched. He had no reason to get angry because it was indeed the property that Cui Na had purchased: "We're all family..." This was his biggest mistake. He should have transferred the property in the first place, but who knew that Cui Na would die so suddenly?
“I knew Mr. Han was the best dad.” Le Yao smiled innocently. “He hasn’t forgotten me, but…” she suddenly pouted. “I’m still staying at a classmate’s house.”
Looking at the girl's innocent face, Han Guosheng's anger inexplicably disappeared. This girl has always been a bit naive, saying whatever comes to mind. This has its advantages, though; she's easy to control.
To be honest, he did genuinely like Cui Na back then, after all, Cui Na was really beautiful, but if back then... never mind, I don't want to talk about it.
This daughter bears a striking resemblance to Cui Na, and is even more radiant than Cui Na.
So, looking into those wet eyes, Han Guosheng inexplicably felt a little soft-hearted.
"Lanlan, let's go home."
“Okay then, it’s Dad’s birthday this weekend, so I’ll go back.” Le Yao smiled innocently. “But Dad, I don’t have money to buy a present, so…”
Han Guosheng suddenly sighed, took out a card, but paused before handing it over, then handed over a different one: "Even if you're divorced, don't wrong yourself. I never thought highly of Nangong Jue's illegitimate son. He himself isn't even recognized by the Nangong family, so how can you expect to be? But you insist on liking him... Never mind, I won't say anymore. Buy whatever you like."
"Thank you, Dad." Le Yao hurriedly took the bank card. Money is everything. Even if there was no blood relation, she would still call him Dad if he gave her money.
"Then I'll send someone to pick you up this Friday." Han Guosheng's tone had softened considerably.
"No need, I'll just take a taxi there," Le Yao said with a smile and shook her head.
"Alright then." Han Guosheng didn't insist any further and got into his car and left.
Le Yao hurriedly pulled Qiao Qiao to a nearby ATM, checked her card balance, and was surprised to find she had a million! She immediately burst into laughter three times: "Qiao, I'm a millionaire now, hahaha..."
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