Ling Sheng, who was sitting in the pa.s.senger seat of the sports car, took a careful look at her father beside her, who had suppressed his anger. She looked at him timidly and obediently. “Father, are you angry?”

“Who's your father? Scram!” Huo Ci growled through gritted teeth in extreme anger.

“You're my father.” Ling Sheng was terrified. “Sorry, I didn't mean to shout at you just now. I didn't take your reputation into account in front of those outsiders.”

Huo Ci was silent. So you f*cking know that!

“I was scared. We were on the main road. If a car accident had really happened, what would have happened to grandpa and grandma? What would have happened to me and Xiaoqi?” Ling Sheng deliberately chose a nicer way to put it. “You're the pillar of our family.”

Huo Ci was dead silent. Yes, I'm definitely a pillar.

“I know you used to be a racer with good skills. Even though you retired, you are still a fairy-like existence who can thrash others. However, I'm worried that it's dangerous for you to be driving on the road.” Ling Sheng's soft voice was full of concern.

Huo Ci let out a cold snort. D*mn girl, don't think flattery is omnipotent. I don't buy it.

Ling Sheng tried her best to speak nicely, but her father was not moved at all. She knew that he was angry. In the past, he had already lashed out at her. He was currently abnormally silent, and his anger was suffocating her.

Even when they got home, Huo Ci remained silent.

Ling Sheng felt weird as she followed him closely, not knowing what to say. Her head heated up as she muttered fearlessly, “Didn't we agree not to interfere in each other's lives?”

“Yes, we don't interfere.” Huo Ci was about to leave when he heard her voice. His suppressed anger exploded as he pointed at her and sneered, “Even if you were to die outside in the future, I wouldn't care about you.”

Upon seeing him enter the house, Ling Sheng closed the door with a bang and bit her lips. Her eyes were misty, and her chest felt a little stuffy.

After was.h.i.+ng up briefly, she went to Xiaoqi's room. When she saw her sleeping son, she quietly climbed into his bed and hugged him.

The more Huo Ci thought about it, the angrier he became. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. D*mn, what was the point of having a daughter? All he did was get worried or infuriated!

Late at night, someone paid to get the hottest topic on Weibo. The eye-catching t.i.tle # Ling Sheng's a plastic surgery freak # reached his phone.

Huo Ci was not in a good mood to begin with. Upon seeing the t.i.tle, he began fuming. A plastic surgery freak? She had obviously inherited his G.o.d-like looks. Who the h.e.l.l was a plastic surgery freak?

F*ck, this meant that even he was being criticized. What kind of dog didn't know better and had paid to have this topic trending?

He clicked into Weibo directly, pressing so hard that his phone screen was about to shatter. Editor: Sorry, my artists are all natural beauties @Capricorn CP. May I ask if spreading rumors costs nothing?

Just as he was about to send it out, he thought of the brat who angered her father to death. He then flung his phone. Who cares?

He would not care even if she were to die outside in the future!

No, he could not ignore this. Wasn't scolding her for getting plastic surgery akin to scolding him? He could not tolerate this!

Ling Sheng had the same reaction. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. In the end, she went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles. She hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door. “Father, are you asleep?”

Huo Ci was struggling to decide if he should post on Weibo when he heard a knock on the door. His hand slipped, and he sent the reply out immediately. He wanted to take it back, but it was too late.

He had tens of millions of followers on Weibo, so there were people watching him at all times. Perhaps someone had already taken a screenshot. “Get lost! Your old man is asleep!” he bellowed in annoyance.