C352 A Hundred Slabs of Wood Apiece

Liao Zhongyu's face was gloomy. Looking at his crying daughter, he could only tightly furrow his brows.

The anger that had been simmering in Liao Sanwen's heart erupted all at once, "I'll go find him!"

"How dare you!" Liao Zhongyu's expression turned cold!

Liao Zhongyu said flatly, "So be it... The two of you may have been a mistake from the very beginning