"What is there to discuss," Mo Shiche's eyes, filled with obscure shadows, lifted as he murmured sarcastically, "My daughter, do I need to discuss with you?"
Luo Qiangwei was taken aback for a moment, instinctively retorting angrily, "She is my daughter too..."
"I give you the chance, she is your daughter; if I don't give you the chance..." Mo Shiche lifted his eyelids to look at her, the corner of his lips curling into a self-mocking smile, "Perhaps you might never see her in this lifetime anyway, since you don't care about children."
Luo Qiangwei was thoroughly stunned, as if she didn't understand why he suddenly acted this way,
She took a few steps forward to the edge of the sofa to confront him, her hand gripping the soft back of the sofa, her eyes slightly reddening at the corners, "With Sheng Miao, you were like this, and now without Sheng Miao, you're still like this. What do you take me for? Don't you know you're really annoying like this!"
