Yes, just like now, you two can argue as much as you want!
The louder the argument, the better!
Ye Qingqing secretly hoped that their father-daughter relationship would break down because of this.
But she was still disappointed…
No matter how much he tried to sow discord, Feng Jianguo would verbally berate his daughter Feng Ruru, but he would always regret it when no one was around.
She was unwilling to accept it!
I'm not happy that Feng Ruru, this troublesome person, will always be around.
After all these years, we've finally made it through.
I hope this pregnancy will result in a son, giving the Feng family an heir so that I can gain a foothold in the family.
She didn't want to be gossiped about anymore!
Those who get in the way, those who are an eyesore, should all disappear as quickly as possible.
Ye Qingqing cursed viciously in her heart, but her hands moved swiftly. She stepped forward, supporting Feng Jianguo with one hand and soothing him from top to bottom, running the other hand down his chest and abdomen. She then said to Feng Ruru:
"Ruru, it's one thing for you to go against me all the time, but why do you treat your father like this too? What if he gets angry and throws a tantrum? You're such a grown-up, you're still so troublesome, can't you be more sensible?"
Feng Ruru initially felt guilty, thinking she had spoken too harshly to her father and should have been gentler, since her father was blind and could not see the true nature of the person beside him... But deep down, her father was her family, a person with direct blood ties, whom no one else could compare to. Apart from her mother, her father was the most important person to her.
But, I don't know why?
She just couldn't control her temper. Every time she argued with her father, she would regret it. But whenever she was about to apologize, she would see her father, Feng Jianguo, and that vicious mistress Ye Qingqing being all lovey-dovey, and she would feel upset and forget the original intention of apologizing.
………
At that moment, Feng Ruru couldn't hold back any longer. She directly and sternly questioned, "How am I being unreasonable? Isn't what I said the truth? Aunt Ye, aren't you a mistress? Didn't you take advantage of the situation when my father and mother were having a fight?"
Ye Qingqing hated it most when people talked about her being a mistress who rose to power. Even though she hated it to death, she insisted on pretending to be a weak and helpless innocent girl.
Ye Qingqing looked like a Bodhisattva, tears welling in her eyes, and said with a pitiful expression, "Jianguo, look at her..."
Feng Jianguo was at his wit's end. He couldn't agree on this or that, and he couldn't agree on this either.
Women are always so troublesome, easily causing conflicts. It's good that my daughter lives at school; the house will be quieter. Qingqing is pregnant, so I can't keep getting angry.
Another thing is that his daughter, Feng Ruru, has a similar temper to him—both are stubborn and easily angered. The two of them always argue when they're together, neither willing to apologize. If they lived at school and were separated for a while, the distance might change things...
Let's do it this way!
Feng Jianguo felt somewhat relieved, but said calmly, "You don't need to argue with your Aunt Ye anymore. If you want to stay at the school, then stay. Stay as long as you want. It's up to you."
Suddenly, the thought popped into my head: daughters are no longer under their fathers' control once they grow up!
Feng Ruru felt utterly hopeless. Her father had changed; he no longer loved her as much as he did when she was a child.
When she was little, she rode on her father's head to ride on a high bridge, and also rode on his back to play horse riding games. Those scenes seem like yesterday... but in the blink of an eye, they are like bubbles, easily blown away.
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