The man's breath hitched, followed by silence. After the silence, he suddenly looked up, his gaze turning cold and sharp: "Are you blaming me?"
Hua Yan sneered, "Don't you think what you just said is stupid? As a child raised by Mom, how can mere blame erase the hatred and resentment? You're only my biological father; from childhood to now, you've been indifferent to me. You'd rather spend more time with other women than sit down and talk one more word with me and my mother. With a person like you, I can hardly imagine what kind of strong inner drive brought you to the place where my mother and I lived before she passed away. Hua Guoqiang, do you have any shame?"
After saying this, Hua Yan turned to leave, but Hua Guoqiang suddenly reached out and grabbed her: "I am your father, your biological father." He gritted his teeth.
