Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Finally, Lin Qian was inevitably pressed down and kissed by a certain big dog again.

He's very clingy.

This weekend after getting back together with Lu Beiting, she was kissed so hard that her lips were swollen.

You old pervert!

Finally, a workday arrived, and Lin Qian was able to escape Lu Beiting's intimacy and take a breather.

She received a phone call as soon as she got off work.

The phone call came like a dark cloud, shattering all her good mood.

"Qianqian, it's been so long! Want to grab a coffee?"

-

Lin Qian has lived with her mother, Lin Shuyao, since birth, and naturally takes her mother's surname.

Other children have fathers, and she would feel envious and ask in confusion, "Where is my father?"

Her mother said that her father had simply left and was no longer in Nansang town.

Lin Qian had always believed that her father had passed away, and she even secretly cried under the covers for a long time because of it.

I later learned that Xia Jichuan was alive and well, very wealthy, and had a harmonious and happy family.

That was the man who abandoned her mother without hesitation, and the man who never cared about her.

However, in the eyes of the media, he is a kind and generous "great philanthropist" and an approachable "model of donation".

How ironic.

As for their father-daughter relationship?

It seems like it has never happened before.

Lin Qian sat in the coffee shop, her eyes vacant, waiting quietly.

Not long after.

A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared before my eyes.

Xia Jichuan is fifty-five years old this year. He is wearing a dignified black suit and an eight-figure watch on his wrist.

He is the chairman of the Xia Group, now worth billions, and everyone fawns over him.

"Qianqian, how have you been lately?"

He called out her nickname.

Lin Qian was inwardly disgusted, but she maintained basic politeness on the surface. "Where's my letter?"

Xia Jichuan handed her a letter from his briefcase.

That was a letter Lin Qian's mother wrote to her future child during her pregnancy.

If it weren't for her mother's belongings, Lin Qian would never have agreed to meet Xia Jichuan.

She carefully put the letter away, confirmed it was her mother's handwriting, and then said calmly:

"What do you want to talk to me about? Let's get to the point, I have something to do later."

Xia Jichuan looked disappointed, sighed, and said regretfully:

"Qianqian, you've become distant with your father."

"Is that so?" Lin Qian said coldly, "It seems like we've never really gotten to know each other."

Xia Jichuan: "I'm sorry, I haven't been able to take care of you properly over the past twenty-odd years."

"So, now you want compensation? Isn't it too late?" Lin Qian sneered.

It's like a person who is extremely thirsty in the desert. When he leaves the desert and someone gives him water again, it's no longer that important.

Offering concern when it's not needed is utterly hypocritical.

With a "snap".

Xia Jichuan put down a bank card and moved it in front of Lin Qian.

"There's a million in this card. Also, I own a villa in downtown Suzhou. I'll give it all to you as compensation."

"Qianqian, I've also arranged a job for you in Suzhou. It's a very easy job, and I've already spoken to the top management. No one will make things difficult for you in the future."

Lin Qian understood what he meant and vaguely guessed what was going on.

"Do you want me to leave the capital?"

"Yes."

"What if I don't want to?"

Xia Jichuan smiled enigmatically, "Qianqian, don't try to challenge a father's authority and bottom line. If you don't agree, I naturally have plenty of ways to make you leave here."

"You dare!"

Lin Qian asked in disbelief, her voice trembling, "Why do you want me to leave the Imperial City?"

"Because Shishi will be unhappy."

Xia Jichuan took an elegant sip of coffee, looked into her eyes, and said, "Qianqian, I'll be frank with you, you should break up with Lu Beiting."

"On what grounds?"

Lin Qian was so angry at his shamelessness that she laughed, her eyes instantly welling up with tears. "Just because Xia Tingshi likes him, does that mean I'm not allowed to like him? Why should I?!"

Xia Jichuan earnestly advised, "Qianqian, your father is doing this for your own good. What kind of family does Lu Beiting come from? His family would never agree to let an illegitimate daughter like you into their family. Dating is fine, but marriage is impossible. Don't be fooled by the vows of the man in front of you."

"Given my status..." Lin Qian's eyes stung even more.

"How ridiculous! Who created this identity of mine? Xia Tingshi is your daughter, but am I not?"

Xia Jichuan stared at the coffee in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

He has asthenospermia, and the chance of his partner conceiving is only 0.1%, which is why they haven't had any other children.

He always cherished Xia Tingshi like a precious jewel, giving her whatever she wanted, even the stars in the sky.

"Break up with Bei Ting, okay?"

"Shishi and he are a perfect match, and Shishi was the first to fall in love with him. Qianqian, don't take away the person Shishi likes just because she's young and naive. Consider this million as compensation Shishi gave you in the past."

Lin Qian smiled.

So he knew all along, knew everything Xia Tingshi had done to her in high school.

So he knew everything!

Lin Qian bit her lip hard, forcing back tears, her throat tightened, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably. She was in a state of extreme stress.

How could this father and daughter be so shameless!

She grabbed the bank card from the coffee table.

Xia Jichuan revealed a knowing smile.

But the next second, the bank card was slapped hard across his face!

It felt like a stinging slap across the face.

Xia Jichuan's dignity was challenged, and he suddenly stood up, his face full of anger:

"Lin Qian, don't let your father force you!"

But Lin Qian could no longer control her emotions and pushed open the door, rushing out...

-

It was sunset, and the clouds were tinged with a dark, hazy yellow.

After leaving the coffee shop, Lin Qian finally couldn't hold back her tears any longer and they slid down onto the back of her hand.

From the moment her father openly protected Xia Tingshi at the last banquet, Lin Qian had lost all hope in her so-called father.

But why... do I still feel like crying?

Why do tears keep falling, one by one?

Lin Qian squatted helplessly on the ground, those demonic words echoing repeatedly in her mind.

—Because Shishi will be unhappy.

—You should break up with Lu Beiting.

Lin Qian lowered her head, covered her ears, and her vision was blurred by tears.

Suddenly, a large hand landed on her head and rubbed it.

With a gentle, coaxing tone.

Lin Qian sensed a familiar presence, paused for a moment, and then looked up unexpectedly.

Lu Beiting squatted down in front of her, looking her in the eye, and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips.

"Baby, tell me, why are you crying?"