694 If you donât leave, I wonât abandon you 6
A car slowly drove into the courtyard. Yan Shuoâs spirits were lifted.âDamn it!â
Yin Rong sat in the car and saw that scene. As expected, his expression was ugly to the extreme, and he was so angry that smoke rose from his head.
Without waiting for the bodyguard to open the door for him, he pushed the door open and walked out first. His steps were strong and vigorous, and he coughed heavily twice as he walked.
Tong Lu was so flustered that she immediately pushed Leng Yejin away. Her cheeks were red, and she wished she could find a hole to hide in. She did not even dare to look up. Even though Mr. Yin was her father, he did not grow up to be chenghuanâs son. She could not act coquettishly or impudently. She was extremely embarrassed at the moment, and she did not know what to do.
Leng Yejin helped her straighten her clothes calmly. When she got up, he even patted the sand off her knees fearlessly. Then, he straightened his back and continued to kneel straight.
Anyway, he was already prepared to fight to the death with his father-in-law. If his father-in-law didnât entrust his daughter to him, he would kneel for a long time.
Mr. Yin Rong strode toward the two of them. Without waiting for Tong Lu to call out to him, he pointed at the door angrily and said to Leng Yejin, â âAre you going to leave or not? Get out of here immediately and donât be an eyesore. Letting you live for two days is already my bottom line. If you donât get out, Iâll have someone beat you out!â
Unfortunately, Mister Yin Rongâs threat had no effect on him.
He more or less understood Yin Rongâs temper. If he really picked up something to beat you up, it meant there was still a chance. It was more terrifying if he didnât care about any of your actions, which meant that he couldnât be bothered to throw you away and had no room for compromise.
dad, hit me. I deserve it. I bullied your daughter and didnât treat her well. You should hit me. Iâm not a good person.
Yin Rongâs voice was loud and clear as he roared, â âWhoâs your dad!â
âA son-in-law is half a son. Youâre Luluâs father, so her father is my father. I should call you âdadâ,â
Leng Yejinâs skin became thicker. His expression did not change when he said this. He raised his head and looked at Mister Yin Rong respectfully. His voice was firm and firm, and his attitude was humble but not humble.âI know that Iâve disappointed you as a son-in-law. In the past few years, Iâve made Lulu suffer too much. Youâre worried about leaving your daughter to me. Youâre afraid that sheâll get hurt and that sheâll be unhappy. I understand that she hasnât enjoyed many days of happiness with me. I donât dare to quibble about the disgraceful things Iâve done. Youâve given me a good beating, so I wonât dare to do it again. As the saying goes,â a filial son can be born under a stick,âand a good husband can definitely be born under a stick.â
you little rascal, you donât deserve to be my daughterâs husband. I canât stand the presidentâs son calling me dad!
Yin Rong only felt that not only was this stinky bratâs face even thicker, he grabbed his daughterâs hand and said to the guard, â âThrow him out! Donât try to play the self-pitying trick with me, I donât buy it!â
It wasnât unreasonable for Mister Yin Rong to be so angry. He just felt that this bastard kid wasnât a good person. Why didnât he explain his true feelings to him last time?
Even if he had nothing to do with his daughterâs arranged marriage, even if he couldnât treat his daughter well for the past few years, even if he took ten thousand steps back and took his daughter home, he couldnât admit her identity. Why didnât he explain everything to him the last time he came home?
Was confessing now that the truth had been revealed the same as confessing voluntarily? It made people angry!
How could he expect this brat to protect his daughter for the rest of her life?
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