Yi Jun'an sipped his tea, looking at Su Yinxue not far away, silently.
Outside, he was a prestigious and successful businessman, a major tycoon.
But in front of Feen Ziyan, he was just a scapegoat.
Feen Ziyan glanced at Yi Jun'an indifferently, her expression mocking.
"Oh, feeling heartbroken?"
Her voice was drawn out, filled with thick sarcasm.
"You treat that little wretch as your daughter, but does she see you as her father?"
"Haven't you thought about the last time she instigated other men to beat you up?"
Feen Ziyan felt angry as soon as she mentioned this incident.
"You losing face is not important, but the key point is, you got Xu Youjiang so badly injured he had to stay in the hospital for more than a month."
"Last time Yi Liu was sent to the police station again, look, this is the good daughter you raised."
Yi Jun'an sighed heavily, feeling downcast.
"Stop talking, my daughter is grown up, I can't control her anymore."
"Hmph, you have the nerve to say that."