"You can get married and have kids if you want; it has nothing to do with the two of us, mother and daughter."
Having said that much, the compassionate look on the face of the man opposite her, Xue Jizong, crumbled away. His eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned severe: "Xue Feifei, you are my daughter, and you should provide for me. Moreover, I raised you until you were 21, provided for your food and your education, how have I wronged you? Now that you're earning so much money, and hanging on to a rich man, what's wrong with giving away an apartment? It's not like it's being given away for good. I didn't expect you to be so venomous, so unwilling to spare even a little bit of money!"
