Ye Ying was stunned, covered her face and stared at Ye Zhifan with disbelief. After a few seconds, she asked loudly, "Dad, what are you doing! If you don't sleep late at night, you will come over and slap me. What are you going to do!"

"What's wrong with me? It makes you feel unhappy!"

"You still have the face to ask me where you are not doing well?" Ye Zhifan backhanded, without any pause, and then slapped Ye Ying's left face. He slapped the two slaps hard and left ten red finger marks on Ye Ying's left and right cheeks.

Ye Ying, who had a rust smell in her mouth, widened her eyes, tears gushed out from her almond eyes, and a roaring angrily, "Am I your biological daughter, am I your biological child! I won't slap me twice when I come up. Dad, do you want to beat me to death!"

"If you weren't my biological daughter, I'd strangle you to death now!" Ye Zhifan was so angry that his face turned into a pig's liver. After slapping with all his strength, his eyes turned black.

Ye Ying, who felt wronged, cried loudly, "I am not your daughter, I am not your daughter, I am going back to Nanzhou, I am going to find my mother!" She felt so aggrieved like a five or six-year-old child, and she was clamoring to find Sun Dongqing.

"When did you think I was my biological daughter? I knew that I was competing with Ye Jian all day long, saying that I was not as good as her here, and that I was not as good as her, so I deprecated me to a penny. Now I come up and hit me, Dad, when did you treat me as your daughter!"

After being slapped twice for no reason, Ye Ying felt so wronged that she felt like a child without her parents' love, and she yelled until her eyes burst out.

Ye Zhifan looked at his daughter's appearance coldly, and the anger in his heart not only did not disappear, but became even stronger.

He didn't understand why Ye Zhifan's daughter became so weird today. She was smart and clever when she was a child, and she was so cute that everyone loved her.

At that time, he thought, forget it, there would be no son without a son, and having a smart daughter is better than a son whom others have to give birth to secretly.

He really thought so back then!

But what about now?

He regretted it!

Regret!

I regret why I didn’t ask for a son to take home, and I regret raising such a shameless thing!

She still has the face to coax and call herself!

She still has the face!

Turn on the headlights in the room, and the bright and luxurious crystal chandeliers lit up. Ye Ying, who was screaming, saw clearly how ugly Ye Zhifan's face was.

But she didn't understand what she had done during the day, and she had no way to accept that she was slapped twice in the middle of the night.

Tomorrow, she will go to the Du family to accompany Mrs. Li to appear, and tomorrow she will go to meet the young man and lady from a more powerful family. How can she meet someone who was slapped in the face?

"...I keep saying that I am your daughter. Did you treat me as a daughter? Even though you know how important tomorrow is to me, you slapped me twice when you come up. Can I see people tomorrow? Can I see people?"

"Is that bitch Ye Jian your daughter? Is she better than me all day long? When did you say that I was better than me? No! Never!"

The more she accused her, the more angry Ye Zhifan was in his heart. He pointed at Ye Ying, who still dared to challenge him, and shouted loudly: "Say, tell me all the things you did in France!"

What...what?
Chapter completed!