"Sis knows your dad's personality; he won't blame you," Mo Xun gently comforted her.
Tang Zhiluo still felt upset, blinking, "I just don't understand. Why is he like this? Starting a business takes time, right? Who can succeed just like that? He wants us to earn big money, yet he's afraid of us investing. How can we make money without investing? Should we resort to robbery?"
She was utterly disappointed in Mr. Tang.
Mo Xun stroked her soft hair, "Maybe your dad grew up in a poor family and didn't receive much education, so his vision might be limited."
That was indeed true.
Mr. Tang only had second grade education, always short-sighted. If it wasn't for Mo Xun continually encouraging her recently, she might have become very negative from Mr. Tang's abuses.
It's just that thinking Mo Xun was too good, she felt even more unworthy of him.
She wiped her tears, "He only had a second-grade education, but I don't understand why he always has to hurt his own children?"