Fu Jiang's deep features held a layer of profound coldness, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
With just one glance, his gaze was utterly cold and ruthless, clearly telling her through his eyes that he repelled her approach.
Liao Mengyao's heart skipped a beat. She had never seen her father look at her like that before, never.
Feeling wronged, tears welled up in my eyes and I said pitifully, "Dad, they all say you don't want me anymore."
As she spoke, she broke down in tears.
Who said that?
Liao Mengyao looked at him cautiously, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope, and gently bit her lip: "Tang Yaoyao."
Fu Jiang withdrew his gaze and walked past her indifferently.
He was accompanied by a breeze, and although it was autumn, it gave her an endless chill that pierced her heart, making her shiver.
Then, he walked over to Tang Yaoyao and said, "Well said. Dad has prepared a prize for you."
The voice, which was originally cold, suddenly became filled with an indescribable tenderness.
Liao Mengyao's breath hitched. She turned around in astonishment, realizing that although they were both daughters, there was a world of difference between them.
Her lips trembled: "Dad..."
Fu Jiang seemed not to hear, and after sitting down on the sofa, he raised an eyebrow slightly at Qiao Yanzhi.
Qiao Yanzhi walked past her without even glancing at her, and simply sat down on the sofa near Tang Yaoyao.
Su Mei looked at the couple sandwiched between Xu Feng and Jiang Ci at the doorway.
Meng Qingyue, I've already met her.
Beside her stood a middle-aged man, dressed in very shabby clothes, slightly hunched over, with fine silver strands in his hair. His clothes were not very clean, and it was clear that he was a person living at the bottom of society.
Although his face was wrinkled, it was easy to tell that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the person's lips and face were remarkably similar to Fu Mengyao's.
He immediately understood.
Liao Mengyao's biological father has arrived; this is going to be interesting.
Tang Yaoyao naturally noticed the man as well, and guessed that he must be Liao Xin.
"My beauty, help me to sit on the sofa."
Su Mei nodded upon hearing this.
Qiao Yanzhi didn't say anything, but simply picked up an apple and peeled it with a fruit knife. After that, there was no need for her to say anything more.
Autumn weather is dry, so children should eat some fruit, and check for real and fake vitamins.
Fu Jiang spoke up, raising a brow with his phoenix eyes, his coldness undiminished, a vengeful smile playing on his lips: "We were father and daughter, and after severing ties, the last thing I did for you was to help you find your biological parents and give them a heads-up."
Liao Mengyao listened to his cold, emotionless voice and noticed his gaze was fixed on the doorway.
She then remembered that she had seen a few people in the blink of an eye, but her eyes were all on Fu Jiang, and she hadn't paid much attention.
At that moment, she suddenly didn't dare to turn around; she didn't want to face reality.
A pair of eyes dazedly scanned the surroundings of the living room.
She didn't want to leave the Fu family, she just didn't want to.
At this moment, Qiao Yanzhi stopped peeling the apple, looked up at Meng Qingyue, who was also pale, smiled, and said in a somewhat ruthless voice: "Your precious daughter seems unwilling to acknowledge you."
Meng Qingyue's eyes were pale at this moment as she looked at her daughter's stiff back.
She lost in the end.
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