"Dad, you hit me?" Dai Xiyan stood up and looked at Dai Zhigao, "Why did you hit me? It was my uncle who caused trouble, not me..."
Dai Zhigao frowned at his eldest daughter. He had mentioned before that this daughter was selfish, and now he truly realized it—this wasn't an ordinary level of selfishness.
"Xiyan, are you okay?" Chen Mingzhu was still worried about her daughter.
But Dai Xiyan pushed Chen Mingzhu away: "I'm fine."
Chen Mingzhu was taken aback, but after all, it was her darling child, so she didn't take it to heart. Instead, she yelled at Dai Zhigao, "Dai Zhigao, even a tiger doesn't eat its cub..."
"Get out!" Dai Zhigao suddenly turned to Chen and interrupted her, "Take your precious daughter and get out together."
Chen instantly took two steps back.
But Dai Zhigao lifted his foot and walked out.
"Dai Zhigao." Chen suddenly rushed out like she had gone crazy, grabbing Dai Zhigao's clothes, "Why should I get out? You ungrateful thing, you..."
