One Wrong Step Every Wrong Step

This was his own child, and now he could call her a bastard with no expression on his face.

Thinking of Leng Yuan's sensible look, Leng Huaijin clenched his fists in anger, but soon he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

It was he who chose to keep Leng Yuan.

It was also his fault to say that he was wrong.

Leng Huaichen was very satisfied with his current appearance. "Now do you know how stupid your decision was when you were the Holy Father?"

"But Jin, don't worry. I won't leave this little bastard to you like this. You can give her to me. She has some of my blood in her, so she will have a bowl of rice to eat."

Leng Huaijin looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger. "Leng Yuan was left by me. It has nothing to do with you. Since you don't want her, don't show up in front of her again."

"She is the bloodline of my dead brother."

He did not understand why his once respected brother would become like this.

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