"Little Zhi, are you here to see me?" Yu Baisheng, who was bound to the chair, showed a flash of astonishment in his eyes when he saw the young girl across from him.
In days, she was the first to come see him.
What he hadn't expected was that it wasn't his steadfast wife, not his pride and joy, Yu Cheng'an, and certainly not his cherished Yu Xinman, who had come to visit him.
Instead, it was the daughter of his ex-wife, the one he abandoned under the pretext of being an "Unlucky Star," the one he treated as property and sent off for a marriage alliance.
"Mm." Yu Zhi glanced at him coldly, her fingers idly toying with the pen resting on the table, her demeanor as indifferent as always.
The mere fact that she appeared here was enough to chip away at Yu Baisheng's lingering resentment toward her.
Even her frigid demeanor, in his eyes, was the result of never having experienced fatherly love, shaping a fractured personality.
