"Father? Where was my father when I was at death's door, and when I wrote begging for help? And now you need me, you say you're my father? How laughable." Shao He mocked without fear.
He preferred to not have such a father at all.
Shao Zhengru suppressed his swelling anger, speaking patiently, "I know you hold grudges, but those matters are in the past. Why must you cling to one thing?"
Shao He had no interest in listening to these useless words. His cold eyes sternly met his, declaring, "If I do not see my mother today, I will never set foot in the Shao Family's home again. Father, think carefully about whether or not you will let me see her."
Upon hearing this, Shao Zhengru panicked, having spoken to this point, he could only take her to the courtyard house.
As they were about to arrive, a guard, accompanied by a maid, hurried over.
Upon seeing Shao He, the maid immediately knelt before her, pleading, "Doctor Shao, please save our young mistress."