"Aren't you going to see what your daughter did?" Lan Tingyi roared.
He stretched out his trembling fingers and sat on the sofa, as though he deserved everything.
"No matter what, she is still a child and your niece. She did everything for me. If you hadn't gone overboard and instigated Mom to keep asking for money from me, Anran wouldn't have treated you like that. I admit that she is a little extreme sometimes, but no matter what, she is still my daughter!"
Lan Tingyun started to cry as he spoke, feeling aggrieved for his daughter!
"Forget it, Tingyun. I won't say anything now that Anran is dead. I'm just here to tell you that I'm out of jail and my life is great. My daughter is pregnant with my grandson. In the future without Anran, that scourge, the world will be peaceful!"
Lan Tingyi was overjoyed.
