"Grandmother, didn't you say Daddy was back? Where's Daddy!"
Qi'er stared blankly around the room, searching for her father's figure.
She naturally knew her father existed; it was just that she had not seen him in so long that her impression of him had grown a little blurry.
"Qi'er, Daddy is outside getting beaten!" Yang Chengan said.
"Ah!" Qi'er opened her mouth wide and looked toward the door.
Yang Mingzhao was looking at her pitifully. She froze, scratched her head, and said, "That's Daddy? I think so!"
After saying that, she even looked to Lady Zhu for help.
Lady Zhu revealed an ugly smile.
To say Lady Zhu felt no resentment toward Yang Mingzhao would be false. Her husband had not come back for years on end, leaving her to keep an empty room alone.
If there had been some reason that made it unavoidable, then never mind, but the problem was that the Yang Family had no reason whatsoever for Yang Mingzhao to be away from home year after year!
Even if he was traveling abroad, there was no need for it to be like this!
Yang Zhengshan held up a fresh bowl of tea and continued tasting it unhurriedly.
Yang Mingzhao had to take this beating!
It was not only because of all those things Yang Mingzhao had done outside while keeping the family in the dark, but also to let Lady Zhu feel a little better in her heart.
Just look at Chengan—he did not feel the slightest heartache for his father.
Just look at Qi'er—she had even forgotten what her own father looked like.
Who could be blamed for this? Only Yang Mingzhao himself.
If Yang Mingzhao had come back often to keep the children company, would it have come to this?
"Dad~~"
In the end,