Chapter 944 Confronting the Scumbag Father Face-to-Face

“Mr. Zhong, hello!” Li Yuan smiled, not expressing excessive anger despite facing the scum of a father.

No matter what, the other person is Zhong Tingyue’s biological father. Unless Zhong Tingyue openly breaks with him, he will undoubtedly stand by Zhong Tingyue, doing the same thing.

Seeing Li Yuan unaffected, with an ordinary demeanor as if looking at a stranger, Zhong Zhengping frowned slightly, feeling displeased.

“This brat, having some money, already sees himself above elders?”

Zhong Zhengping was quite dissatisfied in his heart.

If it wasn’t for Li Yuan’s current fame and wealth, and his desire to leverage Zhong Tingyue’s connection to get closer to Li Yuan, he would have long walked away.

“Hmm, excellent, truly a young talent, full of youthful vigor,” Zhong Zhengping evaluated Li Yuan in an overly authoritative manner.

Li Yuan raised an eyebrow, just smiled lightly, saying nothing.

The other planned to rely on being Zhong Tingyue’s elder to act superior; although Li Yuan was annoyed, with Zhong Tingyue beside him, he decided not to speak up.

A smiling face doesn’t get slapped—let’s see what tricks he’ll try to pull.

Zhong Tingyue stood by, her expression slightly awkward, glancing uneasily at her biological father, secretly sneering inside.

The other probably doesn’t know she already knows what he plans to do to her, right?

Now, acting as if nothing has happened in front of her?

Hypocritical, utterly laughable!

From her heart, she looked down on the man in front of her. Although he provided her and her mother a relatively comfortable life, it was not priceless; it was exchanged by her mother’s sacrifice.

Given her mother’s appearance, even if not burdened with this heartless scum of a father, marrying a regular guy would lead to a decent life.

Even now, without her occasional support, could her mother truly live with wealth and power?

Not at all; maybe slightly better than normal families, but far from prosperous.

She once overheard her mother humbly begging this man for living expenses.

Men are creatures driven by novelty, especially scum like him; as her mother ages and loses her beauty, getting money will become increasingly hard—often relying on savings from the past…

Seeing Li Yuan’s indifferent, even cold attitude, Zhong Zhengping felt extremely angry, with visible resentment rising, his face turned visibly grim.

“If it wasn’t for…”

Zhong Zhengping’s eyes flickered, suppressing his internal rage, striving to chat calmly.

“Haha, Li Yuan, Tingyue, when did you two get together?”

Li Yuan smiled lightly, “Not long after school started.”

Zhong Tingyue remained silent, sitting quietly beside Li Yuan, her hand under the table tightly clutching his.

Somewhere along the way, her hand had begun sweating.

On the surface, she appeared calm, but inside she was quite tense.

Zhong Zhengping smiled meaningfully, “Li Yuan, I’ll call you Little Li.”

“Little Li, Tingyue is my precious gem, spoiled since childhood, you must take good care of her.”

Looking at Zhong Zhengping’s “caring father” demeanor, if Li Yuan didn’t know the truth, he might really believe it.

But knowing the truth, Li Yuan only felt repulsed.

How could such a disgusting creature exist, unworthy to be called a father?

Even meeting him stirred nausea.

Thinking this, Li Yuan’s stomach churned, nearly vomiting his lunch.

He was genuinely disgusted.

Seeing Li Yuan’s “about to vomit” look, Zhong Zhengping held great contempt inside.

“Indeed from a small place, lacking basic manners.”

Yet on the surface, he maintained a hypocritical concern.

“Little Li, are you feeling unwell?”

Li Yuan shook his head, “No, just suddenly felt nauseous.”

Beside them, hearing Li Yuan speak rudely for her sake, Zhong Tingyue couldn’t help chuckling, then quickly composed herself, feigning seriousness.

“Senior, you must be overworked from company matters lately, you need to rest.”

Zhong Zhengping’s face darkened further, growing visibly sullen.

He couldn’t fathom why Li Yuan would mock him.

Could it be?

Zhong Zhengping glanced at Zhong Tingyue’s enchanting smile, her every gesture captivating, stirring an unusual emotion within, a greedy desire sprouting…

Though Zhong Tingyue bore his surname, being his biological daughter, he felt little affection for her.

They barely met, as she matured, he specially focused on grooming her in dance, music, manners, and speech as a long-term investment.

For merchant families like theirs, this was common, nearly every larger family practiced it.

Moreover, not just one or two people; truly elite families often had multiple people maintained for high society interactions.

Since ancient times, heroes have often succumbed to beauty.

Thus, he spared no effort in cultivating Zhong Tingyue, aiming to gain more.