"I'm your father, and I have the right to correct your mistakes, now I order you to give up the competition spot immediately. First, you owe Lin Ke an apology for framing her. Second, your methods are despicable, you've lost all face for the Lin Family."
"If you're short on money, I can give you some, and arrange for you a decent job, but you must promise me that you will not interfere with Lin Ke's work, nor continue to trouble her."
Lin Jianguo's tone had grown much colder.
Lin Miao'er laughed lightly, her lips curling up with a hint of mockery. How could her own biological father treat her this way, what could she do?
"You just said you are my what?" Lin Miao'er retorted.
"I'm your dad!" Lin Jianguo's voice rose.
"Then think about it, is anything you've done or said considering me, your daughter? I want to know, what if I don't listen to you?" Lin Miao'er asked sarcastically.