บท 825: You Won’t

"After I divorced your mother, I started my own business and sold my house. I know that you've always hated me, so I left my phone number with the new landlord of the old house. All these years, I've never dared to change my number in hopes that one day, you'll return to my side," Papa Feng explained, looking gentle and refined, like no one hated him at all.

But why would Feng Shanshan rather live alone than look for her parents for so long?

"My daughter, you're finally back."

Feng Shanshan wasn't used to it, and she couldn't feel the reality.

This person who was supposed to be her father hugged her gently, but she didn't feel the warmth of a father.

"Come, sit down and we can talk." The father and daughter were about to catch up when a 25-year-old woman in high heels knocked on the door and entered the office.

"Dad, the contract is done."

Feng Shanshan turned her head and looked at her. So this was the legendary elder sister.