Lai Wenyan was so angry that his face turned red, and his right hand rested on his cane, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out.
If he had known about that bastard child back then, he would never have allowed her to be born.
Not to mention now that she's making him angry!
Back in the master bedroom, Ouyang Qian helped Lai Wenyan to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Look at you, you can't even talk for a few minutes without arguing with Ah Li, when will you two as father and daughter be able to have a calm and peaceful conversation."
"Only on the day either I die or she dies!"
"Don't talk nonsense," Ouyang Qian's hand covered Lai Wenyan's mouth: "No talk of death, you need to live a long and prosperous life, Xiaxia and Yuanyuan's children are waiting to call you grandpa!"
