Ye Ying was stunned, touching her face; she stared at Ye Zhifan with a look of disbelief. After a few seconds, she asked loudly, âDad, what are you doing! You donât want to sleep at night, come to my room and slap me. What the heck are you doing!â
âWhat did I do wrong that makes you unhappy!â
âYou still have the audacity to ask me what did you do wrong?â Ye Zhifan backhanded, without a pause, he slapped Ye Yingâs left cheek again. His slaps were so hard that they left ten red fingerprints on Ye Yingâs left and right cheeks.
Ye Yingâs eyes widened with the smell of rust in her mouth. Tears poured out from her eyes, she roared, âAm I even your biological daughter? Am I even your biological daughter? How can you slap me, dad? You want to murder me, is it!â
âIf you werenât my biological daughter, Iâll choke you to death now!â Ye Zhifan was so angry; his face had turned into a pig liver color. He slapped her with all his strength that even his vision was turning black.
Ye Ying, who only felt wronged, cried, âI am not your daughter, I am not your daughter, I want to go back to Yunnan Province, I want to find my mother!â Feeling wronged like a five or six-year-old child, she clamored to find Sun Dongqing.
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âWhen did you ever think of me as your biological daughter? All-day long, you only know to say that Iâm inferior to Ye Jian, you only know to say Iâm not as good as her in this and that, you always devalue me. And now you come here and beat me, Dad, when did you ever treat me as your daughter!â
Being inexplicably slapped twice, Ye Ying felt so wronged like she was a child without her parentsâ love; she roared so loud, her eyes looked as if they were going to burst out.
Ye Zhifan looked at his daughter coldly; the anger in his heart not only didnât disappear but became even more intense.
He didnât understand how his daughter could become so ghostly as she was today. She was such a bright child last time, and everyone loved her.
At that time, he thought, âForget it, I donât need a son; I have a smart daughter. As long as I can cultivate her well, she can be better than the son who I have to secretly have someone else give birth to.â
He really thought so back then!
But now?
He regretted it!
He really regretted it!
He regretted that he didnât find someone else to give him a son. He regretted that he had raised such a shameless thing!
She still had the face to coax him, shout at him!
She still had the face!
Ye Ying switched on the lights in the room, the bright and luxurious crystal chandelier lit up, and she could finally see how ugly Ye Zhifanâs face was.
But she didnât understand what she had done wrong during the day. She couldnât accept being slapped twice in the middle of the night.
Tomorrow, tomorrow she would be going to the Du Familyâs house to accompany Mrs. Li on stage. Tomorrow she would be meeting the sons and young ladies who were from more powerful families. How could she meet people with two slaps on her face!
ââŚYou keep saying that I am your daughter, but do you ever think of me as your daughter? You know how important tomorrow is to me, but you come here and slap me. How can I still show my face to other people tomorrow? How?â
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âIs it that shrew Ye Jian, your daughter! All-day long, you only know how to say that she is better than me. When have you ever said Iâm better than her! Never! You never said that!â
The more she accused Ye Zhifan, the more furious the anger in Ye Zhifanâs heart grew. He pointed at Ye Ying, who dared to challenge him, and shouted, âSay it, tell me what you did in France!â