"Your house was bought for you by Zhang Xiao Cui too, wasn't it?"
The answer was still simple, yet full of pain.
"Yes.
"I, her father, was useless. Otherwise, Xiao Cui would have married into a good family long ago and lived a happy life."
Lü Yue had no interest in any of that. His attitude abruptly changed, and in an incomparably grave voice, he asked, "So you're still in contact. You know she's married now and has had a child, don't you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Da Niu hesitated.
He suddenly realized that this man was a complete stranger to his family. The only possible connection must lie with Zhang Xiao Cui.
Then was this man trying to harm Xiao Cui?
Although he favored his son and regarded him as the flesh of his heart, his daughter had also been raised by his own hand and was his own blood. There was still some familial affection there. Afraid that this man would go looking for trouble with Xiao Cui, he did not dare answer directly.
Lü Yue's face turned cold. He walked straight to the unconscious Zhang Wang Shi and Zhang Xiao Tie, fully capable of killing them at any moment, and said, "I want the truth. Don't think about deceiving me, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
In truth, he had made this choice many years ago. Between his daughter and son, though he felt sorry for his daughter and owed her deeply, the one he cared about most, the one he valued most, had always been his son. He hurriedly said, "Yes. Xiao Cui went elsewhere and quickly made money, settling us in a place like this.
"Later, Xiao Cui came back once. She said a good man had paid to redeem her