"The daughter means it's just a temporary turnover, and she will pay it back in the future. Can you stop smoking? Be careful that the ashes fall on the food, your daughter hates it."
"I'm her father, she despises me?" Zhao Pengfei spoke harshly, but his voice was very small, fearing Ye Xingyan might hear, and obediently extinguished his cigarette.
He switched his foot leaning on the fridge, squinting, "The money can't be simply handed back to Ye Bai."
"But if the daughter comes back to ask us for help, can you bear to let her go empty-handed? What if Ye Bai and Shen Huiran treat her badly in the future?"
"I didn't say I won't give it, just we can't give it that easily. Did the daughter say what's Ye Bai's situation now?"
"Seems he was driven out by the Ye Family, with only a small company in hand."
