When they finally reached the living room, Yao Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose and reprimanded his wife, "Find a few things that Yao Tang might like and gift them to her. Make sure to be on good terms with the girl. We need to forge a good relationship with our daughter."
Be on good terms? Forge a good relationship?
Qin Man snorted. "You want me to deliver these gifts to her? Did I hear wrong?"
Yao Tang was still her junior, was she not?
Why should she please her? Was this some kind of joke?
Yao Yuan pursed his lips. "I think you've failed to understand me," he spoke slowly. "Whatever happens, Yao Tang is and will always be our biological daughter. Not only that, but she also happens to be quite an outstanding member of the Yao Family. Should we not be expressing our feelings more openly?"
