With No Money, What Makes the Man?

Ding Mulian's jaw dropped. Her muscles froze. She did not dare to believe what she just heard.

 Her loving, doting father, who had always given her whatever she wanted since young, actually scolded her? And told her to get out?

 Even Ding Jinkui and Ding Fu were stunned. Judging from Yue Pengcheng's stormy expression, he was definitely not the same person from before. Her heart pulsed erratically; she feared that the coming days were not going to be pleasant.

 She had some intention of bringing some sense back to Yue Pengcheng through Ding Jinkui and Ding Mulian just now, but it seemed like the efforts were for nothing.

 Ding Fu wanted to laugh at herself. How could she forget that Yue Pengcheng was calculating towards his own flesh and blood son, what more towards two adopted children?

 Yue Pengcheng, this man…