He put on a fatherly face, but in Qingting's eyes, it felt inconsistent no matter how he looked at it.
"It's too late to pretend to be a loving father now. I don't need any guarantees. Feelings are like water. I know whether I am warm or cold. I just let nature take its course."
After experiencing so many ups and downs, Qingting has gradually washed away his extreme aloofness and become increasingly open-minded and cheerful.
Lively and lovely children, a loving and unrepentant husband, and a powerful position make her live a comfortable life every day. She is content and satisfied.
I have never thought about making any changes, let alone want to get the Leng family's property.
After all, these things belong to her children, so why should she fight?
Children are her lifeblood, and her things will be passed on to her younger brothers and sisters in the future. She is not a person who loves power, so how could she care.
But it's obvious that Ye Anguo is not this kind of person, "You silly boy, you are still young after all, feelings are not important. Men can change their hearts at any time. Only wealth and power in your hands are the most real things."
This is what he said based on decades of experience, and every word is soaked in his blood and tears.
Love is just the icing on the cake. Women, as long as they are rich and powerful, will naturally come to his door and compete to serve him.
Qingting found it harsh and didn't want to listen anymore, "If you have different paths, you and I will always be people from two different worlds."
Is he really good for her?
Not necessarily, it's more of a calculation, using this method to achieve some ulterior purpose.
Maybe she was overthinking it, but that's how it felt.
Ye Anguo couldn't help but became anxious, "Don't leave, Leng Qirui. Qingting is so fascinated by you that she doesn't know how to fight for anything. I believe in the love of a fool who has enough water. You can't let her down. You must give me a guarantee."
He was too anxious, which made Qi Rui frown in alarm, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.
"The day Qingting admits your identity, come and say this to me again."
The two people walked away surrounded by bodyguards.
Ye Anguo watched their backs disappear before his eyes, his brows were knitted, and he murmured, "Qingting, Young Master Rui."
After watching for an unknown amount of time, he finally gave up and turned his head. He was startled when Ouyang leaned against the wall and stared at him.
Ye Anguo was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, "Young Master Ouyang, why don't you leave?"
Ouyang watched the excitement for a long time and always felt that something was wrong. As a father and daughter who had fought to the death and were incompatible with each other, it was only right that they hated each other.
Even if he regrets it now, he has been treated coldly several times and no matter how thick-skinned he is, he will not take the initiative to get slapped in the face.
"Do you really care about Qingting?"
He really doesn't understand that the daughter he once didn't love, but now his conscience finds out, he needs to pay double compensation?
It’s not that I can’t compensate accordingly, but I’m too enthusiastic and it makes people feel awkward.
Stalkers are not welcome no matter where they are.
Ye Anguo frowned and said with a straight face, "What do you mean? Qingting is my biological daughter, how could I not care?"
Ouyang stared at his face without blinking, "I have seen with my own eyes how you treated her ruthlessly and suddenly acted like a loving father. No one can believe it."
Ye Anguo was startled. Was he too impatient?
"When a person is about to die, his words are also kind. I have finally figured it out. Qingting is my only child. Of course I hope she lives a happy life. Young Master Ouyang, can you help me?"