An Ning was extremely, extremely angry.
Yu Jingchen frowned and cautiously tried to comfort her. "An Ning, you should give your dad some time to adapt. Don't be too impatient."
"How can I not be impatient? I really didn't expect things to get to this point, and my dad still cares so much about Zhou Shiran." After speaking, An Ning's eyes turned red and wet with anger.
An Jiancheng, seeing his daughter cry, quickly pulled himself back from his thoughts. "Don't be angry, it's not that I like Zhou Shiran. I really have no feelings for her anymore. It's just that thinking about how foolish I was back then makes me feel even more sorry for your mother. For a woman like that, I abandoned your mom. Do you think I was blind?"
As he spoke, An Jiancheng pressed his eyes, which soon turned red.
An Ning also cried. "Since you know... then be kinder to my mom from now on."
"I will, definitely."
