Jiang Wei turned her head away, her face in disbelief as she looked at Jiang Chengnian, trembling lips saying, "Dad, did you actually hit me?"
Jiang Chengnian looked at his own hand, shocked, as if he hadn't expected to strike, his eyes filled with reluctance, but quickly overshadowed by anger.
"I raised you all these years, never hit you before, because you always obey and are sensible. You're even talented enough to establish your own company at such a young age. But what you are doing now has greatly disappointed me."
His eyes full of disbelief, he couldn't imagine his daughter would do such a thing. If word got out, where would he put his old face? The reputation of the Jiang Family for over a hundred years could easily be ruined by her hands.
