The sheer audacity of his own daughter questioning him like this. Anger surged through Lin Zhengguo. “Who gave you permission to speak to me like that?”
Lin Ruan took a breath. “Fine. I’ll ask again.” Her tone softened abruptly, the change theatrical and obvious. “Well then, *my dearest father*, I ask you, did you give Fanxing to Lin Shanshan as a birthday gift?”
Lin Zhengguo’s brow furrowed, but
















