Only the father and daughter were left in the guest room, but the vibe was quite tense.
Su Peizhen didn't seem to feel the suffocating tension. She was completely indifferent to the anxious look on Su Chenghui's face.
"Dad, look at you. Anxious, aren't you? Don't be anxious. I just said that Su Qingsang's man is very powerful. Even if I want to do something now, I can't do it, can I?"
She smiled sweetly, then patted Su Chenghui's shoulder. "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. It's a big matter for me. It has nothing to do with her. As for what her life will be like in the future, I can't guarantee anything. After all, I really do hate her. I can't help it. Who asked her to be born into someone I would hate?"
"Peizhen." Su Chenghui's tone became colder and harsher. He pushed Su Peizhen's hand away. "Qingsang is your sister, your biological sister."
"Yes, but I'm also your daughter, your biological daughter."