Deng Yuanlin looked at the daughter in front of him.
This daughter, up until now, had always been his pride.
Everyone in Green City knew that the Deng Family's eldest daughter, Deng Huijun, was elegant and generous, with outstanding poise—one of the very best among the socialites of Green City.
But now…
Deng Yuanlin looked at his daughter with a critical eye.
The woman before him was wearing pajamas; on her pale face faint bruises could still be seen, and her expression was a bit clouded.
At this moment, how was she any different from those ordinary passersby on the street?
The eldest daughter of the Deng Family, stripped of her glamorous outfits and exquisite makeup, was just an utterly ordinary person.
Thinking again of the trouble she had stirred up a few days ago, and how he had been bombarded with doubts at the board these past days, the last trace of pity in Deng Yuanlin's heart for this daughter vanished without a trace.
