Hearing what his daughter said and seeing her furious expression, Ou Xiaolong was stunned. Why is she defending Yi Anguo so fiercely? She's really treating him like her actual uncle. The problem is, even if he were her real uncle, he shouldn't be more important than her father, right? Ou Xiaolong felt that his 'little padded jacket,' his daughter, seemed to have sprung a leak, no longer as warm as before.
"Xue Jiao! Dad is doing this for your own good. It's because I care about you and worry about you," Ou Xiaolong said hurriedly.
"Dad! I'm a grown-up now. I know what I'm doing, what I can and cannot do. I can also distinguish right from wrong, and I know who treats me well and who doesn't. I'm not a child anymore," Chen Xuejiao said patiently.
He was, after all, her father. What she had just said was purely out of anger. How could she truly wash her hands of him?
