Cheng Jianfeng's current wife kept complaining to him, "You are his biological father, after all. He and his brother took Quanfu Building from you, and now he's handed it over to that little girl? Does he even realize you're his biological father!"
Cheng Jianfeng looked coldly at Chen Miaoying, "His name is not Lin Yun, it's Cheng Jinyun, my son Cheng Jinyun."
Chen Miaoying choked up, "Old Cheng, you..."
"It's late, go rest, let me be alone for a while."
Chen Miaoying wanted to say something more, but Cheng Jianfeng's icy gaze swept over her, and she awkwardly closed her mouth, going upstairs sullenly.
When daughter Cheng Ting saw Chen Miaoying, she immediately rushed over, looking up at her with a small face, "Mom, are you unhappy?"
Chen Miaoying rubbed Cheng Ting's little face, "Mom's not unhappy. Mom just feels wronged for you and your brother."
